"Auntie—"
"Auntie—"
Early in the morning, Xue Xing could be heard shouting at the top of his lungs from downstairs.
Zhong Hailan was still putting on her clothes as she went to open the door. "Ah, I'm coming! Xing Zai, you're up so early."
"It's because we're going to pick up my brother! I hardly slept at all last night," Xue Xing said excitedly. "Auntie, is Uncle not up yet? I'll go wake him." As he spoke, he peeked his head into the house, trying to spot Xue Yuanqing.
"He's up. He's looking for the car keys. Oh, him? He's just nervous now that he knows your brother is coming home."
"I haven't seen Brother Yang in half a year. I'm nervous too."
The early morning air in Hui City was still quite cold. Xue Xing stood outside, continuously rubbing his hands together.
"Xing Zai, hurry and come inside. The wind is strong out there."
"It's okay, Auntie. I'm wearing a lot of clothes, so I'm not cold. Please just ask Uncle to hurry up."
