As night gradually enveloped the land, the lights of the cross-sea bridge shone exceptionally brightly in the darkness. After finishing replenishing the two miniature planting pots with the Emerald Light, Xi Xi plopped down on the sofa with a sigh of relief and stretched.
At the other end of the sofa, Chu Zhiqin looked anxious, her brows furrowed as she kept refreshing the screen.
Mr. Xi noticed his wife's unusual behavior and asked with concern, "What's wrong?"
"That's strange..." Chu Zhiqin muttered to herself, her gaze fixed on the screen, her hands still busy refreshing it: "Why isn't Aunt Cheng replying to my messages?"
"It's so late, you're probably asleep by now?" Xi Xi said as she peeled a hot tangerine and popped it into her mouth.
“Yeah, maybe they don’t like staying up late,” Xi Zhongcang nodded in agreement, then gently patted his wife’s shoulder and comforted her, “Stop watching, you two should go to sleep early too, I’ll keep watch tonight!”
Although Chu Zhiqin was still somewhat uneasy, she nodded and turned off the light screen. Xi Xi brought over the bedding, and the three of them squeezed together on the sofa, soon falling asleep.
Just as Xi Xi was about to drift off to sleep, the connection notification on the screen suddenly flashed. When she saw the name "Cheng Xu," she was startled and sat up instantly.
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Half an hour later, Xi Xi drove back and found Cheng Xu, who was alone, under a conspicuous streetlight at the edge of the road.
He was covered in ice shards, his eyebrows were frosted, and his face was a mixture of blue and purple. He stood up shakily and looked at Xi Xi and Chu Zhiqin.
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