Zhou Wang didn't realize there was a bit of wetness until he looked down to stop Su Yajing. As he reached out to wipe the tears off her face, he said with a chuckle,
"It wasn't that bad, it was only a little over two weeks. Why are you acting like we just faced life and death? I feel like I just got out of lockup."
Hearing this, Su Yajing, teary-eyed like a rain-soaked pear blossom, first let out a chuckle but then pursed her lips in a pout.
"To be exact, it's been 16 days, 18 hours, and 39 minutes."
Su Yajing tilted her head, looking at Zhou Wang with a dazed expression, "Brother, do you know how many times I thought of you in those days?"
"Can you even count that?"
Zhou Wang was amazed at how clearly Su Yajing could remember the time, and he was momentarily stunned by her words.
