At dawn, at five o'clock, the cabin door opened.
With early winter upon them, the biting cold wind hit their faces, making South Sea's winter seem particularly bleak compared to British Imperial's.
Shang Yu, holding Li Qiao, was the first to step out of the cabin door, followed closely by He Chen and Xi Luo.
The group said their farewells at the airport, with Xi Luo taking her suitcase from Luoyu and yawning her way towards the parking lot.
The one picking her up was still the handsome puppy-like young man from last time.
After putting her luggage in the trunk, he got into the car and asked with a cheerful grin, "Miss, you've been away for so long, did you bring me any gifts?"
Xi Luo glanced at him, switched her phone out of airplane mode, and answered nonchalantly, "I did, are two British Imperial banknotes enough?"
The puppy-like young man muttered something, but Xi Luo didn't listen carefully.
