Ye Qiu grabbed the phone on the table, searched through the contacts for a while, then tapped the call button. Those few seconds of ringing felt endlessly long to me. Pop—after the connection sound, I heard the grocery store owner's deep voice.
"Hello—"
"Hey, what's the deal with that photo!!"
"I say, Ye Qiu, you could at least state your name first."
"I don't have that kind of time to waste! Just hurry up and tell me!!"
"Then it's a long story. Why don't you come to my shop?"
"I'm coming right now, right this second."
Without even waiting for his reply, Ye Qiu hung up, grabbed a change of clothes, and rushed out the door. He showered at top speed, slipped his shoes on with his hair still wet, jumped on his bike and rode off.
Ye Qiu had walked this road uncountable times since coming to this world, yet this time it felt unbearably long.
The grocery store owner's café-bar sat in a small alley in Yutodera Town in Taitung District.
