C356 Ye'er I Was Wrong

The cold winter wind was bleak.

Si Nan knew that if Yun Qingxi had already taken the subway and left, then she would definitely not be at this station now.

However, he always carried a trace of anticipation as he looked back and forth at several electronic ticketing machines. His phone was in his palm as he looked at the messages on it over and over again.

About seven minutes later