Lin Mubai had no patience. When he got no response over the phone, he simply continued to instruct through his mobile: "Wait for me at the hospital, I'll be there in half an hour."
Perhaps it was too much excitement; Lin Mubai actually forgot the existence of the little person on the sofa this time.
It wasn't until people disappeared from view that An Jiayou suddenly realized: "Everyone's gone. How am I supposed to get home tonight?"
First, he had no money; second, he still had no money; third, he had no money, again.
"Oh, I'm so pitiful."
After sighing, An Jiayou simply laid down on the sofa playing dead, while hoping deep inside that someone might feel guilty and remember him, and then give him a ride home later. Otherwise, he'd have to find the handsome secretary outside and borrow some fare to get home.
Lin Mubai had been to the hospital where Lan Xinru worked, but didn't know where her office was, so he called her again: "I'm in the parking lot, come pick me up."
