In the evening, when Fu Zhengzheng is pressing the TV controller wearily, her phone rings. Seeing it’s from a stranger, she is startled.

Composing herself, she answers the phone.

“Zhengzheng, come to pick me at the airport!”

Sun Qiubo?

Fu Zhengzheng breathes a sigh of relief.

Airport?

Fu Zhengzheng asks doubtfully: “Qiubo, you have arrived in B City?”

“Yes. Yes. My phone is out of power, ...