He didn't drive far ahead before he stopped the car, rolled down the passenger window, and shouted, "Where are you headed?"
Wei Luo was walking with a backpack towards the subway station, turned his head, saw him, and replied with a smile, "What a coincidence! I'm going to the airport!"
He Kao: "Hop in, I can give you a lift since I'm going that way."
Wei Luo opened the car door, sat inside, and asked, "Are you catching a flight, too?"
He Kao: "I'm not flying, just passing by the airport."
Wei Luo: "Then you're going in the wrong direction."
He Kao: "Can't I just give you a ride? It's rare to meet by chance."
Wei Luo: "You got something going on?"
He Kao: "It's exactly because I've got nothing going on that I can drop you off. Where are you flying to?"
Wei Luo: "Han Ning."
He Kao: "Oh, still early, 5:30 flight." Two days ago, Qian Guran took that exact flight, so He Kao knew the time.
Wei Luo: "I'm used to heading out early to prevent getting lost."
