He took the keys from the doorman and drove back.
It was still early, and gloomy overhead—the sky had not fully brightened. The streets were sparsely populated, and the elderly who usually went out for early morning strolls stayed in due to the sudden drop in temperature.
As Bai Cheng'an drove, he kept glancing at his phone. If it wasn't that Mu Rou had deleted all the incoming calls, then it meant... had Qian Sisi really just gone to sleep last night, completely unaware that he hadn't come home?
This odd thought curved the corners of his mouth involuntarily, and as he passed the bun shop Qian Sisi liked, he made a point of buying her favorite buns to take back.
Little did he know, as he stopped to buy buns, Qian Sisi, who hadn't slept all night, was sitting on the first bus of the day passing by, in the row nearest to the back door. However, with her eyes dull and unfocused, staring elsewhere, she didn't see Bai Cheng'an.
