The phrase the fan shouted was still a topic of interest for Yu Xia even after she left the venue and returned home.
"That voice was so powerful, even from so far away, I could hear it clearly. Someone singing 'Qinghai-Tibet Plateau' would surely be impressive."
Xie Qingci kept nodding: "Yeah, totally. When are you leaving? I'll pack my things."
Yu Xia stopped right behind him, almost bumping into him.
"Are you really planning to go? Did Mr. Yang agree?"
"The travel expenses aren't on him, and as long as I assure him I'll keep up with work, he has no reason to stop me."
She was amused: "Going back and forth thousands of kilometers each time, aren't you tired? Why insist on staying with me? I'm not going to run away."
Xie Qingci pulled her to his side, and they were snuggled together again. He whispered in her ear, "The longer the night, the more likely things will go wrong. If you really run away last minute, where would I go to cry?"
