He Zhiyao didn't know how to continue the conversation.
He still had a slight headache.
He didn't know how it had come to be interpreted as running away from home.
He didn't even have a home, so where could he run away to?
"He Zhiyao?" Qin Shuang hadn't heard He Zhiyao speak and tentatively called out again.
He Zhiyao "Hmm"ed and asked helplessly, "What do you want?"
Qin Shuang: "Can we meet and talk?"
He Zhiyao was silent for a long while before he replied with one word, "Okay."
Qin Shuang: "Then where are you? Should I come find you?"
He Zhiyao: "Go back to Bailu Garden, I'll head back now."
Qin Shuang: "Okay."
After hanging up the phone, He Zhiyao raised his hand to pinch the throbbing center of his forehead.
It hadn't been more than two minutes since Qin Shuang's call ended when Assistant Jin's phone rang again—it was Xu Ji.
He Zhiyao didn't speak, and Assistant Jin answered the phone with trepidation.
Xu Ji: "Is Ah Yao with you?"