By huhuhuhu @ rain-clcoud

When I knew our prince's flight schedule to Shanghai, I decided I will just go and welcome him back to Shanghai.  I only had time to buy some cherries and peaches, but I did write a note to our prince saying that I hope I could get him more food in the coming days.

There were many possible exits for our prince to come out and to get into his car.  We searched the car park but could not find any clue - we didn't see his van, we didn't see any fenced off area etc.  At the end, we did what we had done before.  My car waited on 3rd level.  My friend's car waited at the 2nd level. These were the most likely areas with the shortest walking distance.  While we were waiting at the reception hall our drivers were moving around the car park to look for "suspicious" targets.

There were about 20-30 fans waiting.  Some time later we saw our prince's photographer standing behind us, so we knew our prince would come out through this exit.   Fans in front had flowers.  I held on to my fruit bag.

Then Mr. Kim appeared.  He signalled us not to take pictures.  Soon after our prince walked out.  He wore white shirt, black trousers and black sandals.  He had a cap but no sunglasses.  Our prince must be very tired, having worked the whole morning on the drama.  Therefore he did not have much expression! and was checking his phone most of the time.   He walked very fast and fans had to run to follow him.  I fell behind, watching his tall back and watching him being surrounded by people as he took the escalator up to the second level.  

When I was up at the second level, our prince was already going down another escalator again to the mezzanine level.  This time I decided to just stop there and watch him.  It was such a funny feeling seeing him disappearing before my sight down the escalator, like he sometimes did at the end of a song in a concert.  He was so quiet, so "alone" even though he was surrounded by fans.  I wondered what he was thinking.

And our prince out witted all of us once again.  He had taken the complicated up, down route, so before we could get back to our cars, he's already gone.

I was not able to give him the fruits.  I didn't even try to get near him.  But that's ok.  I think our prince needed some good rest, some well deserved privacy.  

Welcome back to Shanghai, dear prince.