"Let's go, let's head home first," he said, taking her suitcase.
She hesitated, attempting to speak, but ultimately followed him.
"Why did you come back this time?" Xiao Yiyi still picked up the previous topic, after all, the timing wasn't quite right.
"I'm doing some research, preparing my graduation paper," she said with slight hesitation.
As they walked, they made small talk, asking about the current situation of each other's families, slowly opening up the conversation.
What they both missed was that someone did come—just when they were in the parking lot, someone's car drove in and witnessed Xiao Yiyi helping her with the luggage with one hand and holding her waist with his arm, yes, not directly embracing her, but using his arm to shield her from the crowd that nearly bumped into her.
