After they got home and settled in, He Qingran saw her spacing out and couldn't help but ask, "Yunyun, what's wrong? You all performed so well tonight, so why don't you look happy? Are you missing someone?"
Xia Zhaoyun pursed her lips in a faint smile.
Huo Tianhao had been gone for a while now. Just as he'd promised, he would make a point of calling the post office at noon on the dot every time he arrived in a new place. Before they hung up, they would set a time for their next call.
Even though he was constantly on the road, driving from place to place, he was always punctual to the hour and never once missed a call.
The two of them actually talked more on the phone than they did face-to-face. Even though he could tell her all about it when he got back, he just had to share his experiences from the road with her in the moment.
And Xia Zhaoyun, full of curiosity, would pepper him with one question after another.
