The voice of Zhou Qi's nagging came from the other end of the phone. Only then did Zhou Chengchen remember: the plane, her flight to the United Kingdom was in a little while.
Zhou Chengchen was still in a daze, her soul still wandering, her body's shell driven purely by instinct, flagging down a cab, giving the address, going home.
Her luggage was all packed, and when she returned home, dinner was already prepared.
There was a constant stream of nagging in her ears, but Zhou Chengchen didn't know what specifically was being said; her heart was in turmoil, chaotic and conflicted.
After dinner, she picked up her suitcase, stepped out the door, got into the car, and headed to the airport.
The entire Zhou Family accompanied her, and all the way to the airport, there was still incessant nagging in Zhou Chengchen's ears. She hadn't really listened, just mechanically but miraculously responded with occasional "um" and "ah" as if to acknowledge.
