Amidst the conversation, the door had already opened, and Wei Jingjing was waiting outside, helping her take out the luggage.
Xia Siyu's steps also followed outward for a couple of steps, and although she was moving away, her gaze kept looking back. She watched Bo Yan, and Bo Yan was watching her, too.
It wasn't until the door closed between them, obscuring Bo Yan's face, that she somewhat snapped out of the sleepwalking-like trance.
Wei Jingjing, not understanding, still said, "Siyu, there's not enough time, we need to hurry to the car."
Although it was only an hour's drive from the hotel to the airport, what if something happened on the road? It was just past five now, and it would be almost six-thirty by the time they got to the airport. Check-in procedures couldn't be handled forty-five minutes before the flight, so of course, they needed to be prepared early.