Early the next morning, Long Yue had already packed the luggage.
"Yue'er, are you waiting for someone?"
At the city gate, Duanmu Nan asked with a slight smile.
Long Yue nodded, "Yes, waiting for her. Master, let's wait another half hour. If she still doesn't come, then... then let's go!"
Leaving the hometown where she had lived for over thirty years, anyone would feel reluctant, and Long Yue wouldn't force it.
Duanmu Nan lightly nodded.
As the sun rose high, two sticks of incense had passed, but still no one came.
But since they said they would wait for half an hour, it must be exactly half an hour, not a minute less.
Everyone waited for a while longer in the biting cold at the city gate, and Long Yue worried about her husband's health, quickly tightened his Big Hat for him.
"Yue'er, your husband is already fine!"
Duanmu Nan explained, not realizing that a trace of loneliness flashed in his eyes.
