When Hua Miaomiao found the address of Jin Lin's residence, it was already nearing evening.
He stood outside the house, took several breaths to steady his nervous heart, and then reached out to press the doorbell.
However, no one answered the doorbell despite it being rung for a long time.
The owner, Jin Lin, was not at home, so Hua Miaomiao sat down in front of the door, somewhat dejected.
It was past eight in the evening, and Jin Lin still hadn't returned. Hua Miaomiao stood up and walked around outside Jin Lin's house, for sitting still only made time pass more slowly. Perhaps, he thought, she might return if he went for a walk.
Just as he was thinking this, a car suddenly stopped at the doorway. Jin Lin was back.
But she was not alone; the foreign boy called Sunny was also in the car. He got out first, then went to the driver's side to open the car door for Jin Lin.
Jin Lin smiled as she got out of the car and affectionately linked arms with Sunny.