"What's up, Brother Yusheng? Why are you lugging so many suitcases? Are you planning to move your entire home here?" An Yiqing looked humorously at Zhang Yusheng, who was feigning mystery, and teased.
"Cough, Miss, you've really put me through the wringer!" Zhang Yusheng cleared his throat lightly, looking helplessly at An Yiqing's puzzled face, "I originally planned to buy a plane ticket for this morning, but a few guys were even more eager to see you than I was. They forced me to get a midnight flight ticket. Look at these dark circles under my eyes, I'm so exhausted!"
An Yiqing blinked, "Who? Which guys?"
As soon as she finished speaking, two thuds suddenly came from the largest suitcase behind Zhang Yusheng, followed by the sound of nails scratching. An Yiqing blinked her eyes at the suitcase, her eyes full of questions.
Zhang Yusheng looked at An Yiqing, both laughing and crying, and sighed, bending down to unlock the suitcase's combination lock and unzip it.
