Her heart clenched again.
It was past nine at night. The lights in the pastry shop were still on, but a "Closed" sign hung on the door.
Jiang Yixia closed her flower shop and stood on the curb, looking across the street.
A chilly night breeze blew past. She tucked in her chin and pulled her scarf up higher.
Chen He came out of the shop carrying a bag of trash and walked toward the trash cans.
Jiang Yixia walked over and asked, "Where is he?"
Chen He tossed the trash into the bin, dusted off his hands, and then brushed off his clothes. "The boss is upstairs. He said no one is to disturb him. I got kicked out when I went up to give him some water. Look, this is the fourth bottle."
Jiang Yixia looked at him and hesitated for a few seconds before saying, "I'm going in to check on him."
Chen He opened his mouth as if to say something, but he swallowed his words. He stepped aside and even held the door open for her.
