The autumn sun was blazing, the air dry and harsh. During the National Day holiday, many people came to Beijing to visit the Forbidden City and climb the Great Wall, causing road congestion. A trip that normally took about half an hour now took over twenty extra minutes.
When Tang Wan arrived at the studio, it was already past eleven in the morning, and Xie Duo had been there for a while.
"Sorry, the traffic was crazy." Tang Wan noticed he was still holding mooncakes and remarked on his kindness.
"I heard you just returned to Beijing last night. I'm genuinely sorry to bother you at this time, your face doesn't look well."
"Maybe I'm just tired from the trip."
"I'm really sorry."
