"Hey, Lulu, why don't you just tell her about Brother Wentao's matter? Waiting like this, who knows when it will end—I'm getting sleepy~" Jin Meng bumped Xia Lu's arm and whispered.
The three had been sitting in the car for quite some time, but the lights upstairs never came on. Everything around was pitch-dark, and nobody passed by at all.
Xia Lu felt some regret. If they had told Karen earlier, perhaps they wouldn't have had to come here for nothing. She leaned forward and patted Karen's shoulder.
Karen, who had been listening to music with earphones, turned around, "What's up?"
"I'm thinking, since Brother Wentao hasn't come back this late, could it be that he got held up somewhere and might not return tonight at all? How about we arrange a time to meet him another day?"
"Out somewhere?" She hadn't considered that possibility.
While they were talking, a car turned the corner, its headlights shining directly in front of them, making it hard for them to keep their eyes open.