Sitting on the edge of the bedroom bed, Yuji only hesitated for a moment before she got up like she had come to a realization and started to busy herself.
Just by watching how she packed her luggage, one knew that she had made up her mind. Jing Xuan smiled and picked up his phone to call Ah Cheng.
Two hours later, Jing Xuan and Yuji were already sitting on the plane to Washington.
By the time they arrived in Washington, it was noon. Stepping out of the airport, Yuji looked up at the clear blue sky and the glaring sunlight, but she didn't feel any warmth at all.
Her body was cold to the touch, and even her hands were tinged with blue, giving her the sensation that she might start shivering.
Jing Xuan reached out to hold Yuji's hands, pulling her into his embrace, and whispered softly, "Don't worry, I'm here."
Gradually, her unsettled heart settled down. Yuji tightly gripped Jing Xuan's hand as if to draw strength from him.
It took quite a while for her cold body to warm up.