Chuzheng followed Chi Gui down, all the way to the first floor.
The class had already started by now, and there was no one around.
Chi Gui could hear Chuzheng's footsteps, and he paused slightly: "Why are you following me?"
"To escort you back to the classroom."
"...No need." Going back to the classroom is just a bit further; does she think I'm a child needing escort?
"Then skipping class?"
"Huh?"
Without hesitation, Chuzheng stepped forward and pulled Chi Gui along.
Chuzheng led Chi Gui out through the back gate, and the old man guarding the school gate opened it for her without question.
"Do you leave school often?"
Chuzheng moved her hand from his wrist to his palm, her fingertips slipping between his fingers and gently holding them.
"Occasionally."
"..."
The old man opens the gate whenever he sees you without asking a word, and you call this 'occasionally'?
Yet these things, he had never known...
