Fang Pingying knew his thoughts and couldn't be bothered with him; if he wouldn't eat, then she would by herself.
Luo Zhiming sat there for a while, but in the end couldn't resist. Taking the opportunity to say he was going to the bathroom, he slipped out.
By the time the announcement over the loudspeaker called for the passengers of their train to board, Luo Zhiming still hadn't returned,
Fang Pingying was so anxious that she broke out in a cold sweat—all the tickets and luggage were with her. If Luo Zhiming didn't make it back in time, she had no idea what to do.
Even if she didn't care about him, she still had to carry the luggage, but how could she manage all of it by herself.
When the second call came from the loudspeaker, and the station gate opened, the people at the front began to enter. Fang Pingying looked back and saw that Luo Zhiming still hadn't appeared.
