"It will definitely happen." Uncle Xiang felt a pang of sadness as he listened, encouraging Chi Yu not to give up easily.
Chi Yu agreed.
"The rain is too heavy, there's a lot of water on the road, you should leave now." Uncle Xiang carefully instructed, then stepped back a few paces and waved at Chi Yu, "Be careful on the road, drive slowly."
"I'll leave in a bit, Uncle Xiang, you head back first." Chi Yu said.
Uncle Xiang nodded, "Alright, I'll head back now."
Watching Uncle Xiang's figure leave, Chi Yu rolled up the car window.
He picked up the bag of cookies, opened the packaging, and the strong aroma of milk hit him. Chi Yu tasted one piece and continued to try several more before tying up the bag again and driving away.
...
In the vast night sky, a plane bound for Yanjing had already taken off.
...
The following days continued on track.
Gu Yuan's life remained unchanged from usual.
