What she wanted to ask him was, "Can you come back?"
If she had just asked him that, perhaps it would have made him feel better; however, she stopped after the first two words, causing his heart to ache.
Gu Yusheng took a forceful drag on his cigarette and spoke without giving it much thought. "Tomorrow I'll report to my superiors and return to Beijing at the end of the month so that I can accompany you."
"Really?" Qin Zhi'ai's question was filled with joy through the phone.
"Really." Gu Yusheng's answer was resolute and decisive.
Before he even finished answering, her laughter drifted over the line. It was like a warm ray of sunshine illuminating his heart and allowing his gloomy feelings to dissipate and take a turn for the better.