Weilan sniffed and raised her head to look at the sky.
Song Di took out his phone and called Lu Hechen, "Where are you?"
"Outside the hospital," Lu Hechen replied.
"You should comfort her. I think she needs your comfort right now. She's crying," Song Di said.
Lu Hechen's heart clenched as if an invisible hand had grabbed it, nearly suffocating him, his voice urgent, "I'll have the driver come over right now."
"Okay. We're downstairs by the emergency room."
"Okay."
Weilan composed herself, turned to look at Song Di, and said, "There's no need to tell him. I'm fine."
Seeing her like this, Song Di could hardly bear it, knowing she was fragile yet pretending to be strong, "Alright, he's outside. Go see him."
Weilan looked at Song Di and thought, sometimes Song Di really paid attention to the details.
At this moment, she missed being in Lu Hechen's arms.
A few minutes later, Lu Hechen's car arrived, driven by his chauffeur with him sitting in the back.