Every two days? Interesting.
Although it makes sense, less popular routes often run every other day.
The frustration on Wayne Falter's face was so genuine, like a student who had prepared diligently for six months only to find out the exam registration was yesterday.
"So we can't go today?"
As Fu Qian empathized deeply, he wasn't harsh, just casually confirming.
"We can't. I'm very sorry, this was my mistake."
The other party responded immediately, expressing deep regret.
The apology was formal, maintaining eye contact with Fu Qian, not looking away.
"It's okay, these things happen. So what should we do next?"
Fu Qian remained easygoing, waving it off as if it wasn't a big deal.
Hmm…
However, observing the other person's reaction, it was hard to feel reciprocal empathy.
Hope was just in front of them, abruptly cut off. It would be normal for someone to go mad.
Yet this reaction seemed like missing lunch and deciding to eat more at dinner.
