After running down the mountain, Xie Qingci didn't stop for a moment, pulling Yu Xia to a nearby side road.
Yu Xia panted heavily and asked him, "Are we, are we going to catch a taxi? Will it be, be expensive to go straight, straight to the bus station?"
Xie Qingci shook his head but took her into a small supermarket.
He lifted his cap and asked the cashier, "Excuse me, can we make a phone call here?"
The cashier was a young guy, who looked at their faces, then at the drone following them, and nodded, saying yes.
It was a gray landline phone. Xie Qingci stood at the counter dialing, waiting for an answer.
During this interval, the young guy handed Yu Xia a cup of warm water and shyly said, "I noticed your lips are dry, have some, it's not hot."
Yu Xia smiled and said "thank you," instinctively wanting to compliment his smile, but then turned her head and saw Xie Qingci's expressionless face.
She shifted her gaze, said nothing, and obediently drank the water.
