He glanced at the incoming call number but didn't show much expression, and then he held the phone up to his ear.
"Yes, you're coming back."
Despite whatever the other person was saying, Gu Ning didn't show much reaction, "I'm heading back soon as well. Tell me if you need anything."
After a few more sentences, he murmured something in agreement, then he put down the phone. On the seat beside him in the car, there was a glass bottle filled with pill grains as small as soybeans. The faint scent of traditional Chinese medicine seemed to emanate from inside the bottle.
He put his hand on his own neck, feeling the necklace there with his fingertips, a necklace that had mysteriously come back to him.
At this point, he drove the car even faster.