At noon, the sun was blazing.
After playing a few rides, Huaiyi started getting hungry, so the two of them headed to a restaurant to take a break and have lunch, and they called Yang Li on the way.
After buying their meals and finding a seat, Huaiyi hadn't even had time to lift a spoon when the phone in her pocket started buzzing incessantly.
She put down her spoon and glanced at the caller ID—Kang Xuan.
She was momentarily stunned and remembered she hadn't mentioned the trip to Hong Kong to her yet, so she hurriedly answered: "Hello, Kang Xuan."
On the other end, Old Kang was in a fluster: "Zhou Huaiyi! What's going on with you! You don't reply on WeChat, you don't answer calls, and no one opens the door when I knock upstairs! Did you go to Mars for your birthday?!"
Huaiyi pressed her ear softly and replied weakly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry... I came to Hong Kong at the last minute last night, forgot to tell you, and today I was too busy playing to check my phone..."
