He chuckled, flicked out the cigarette butt and tossed it into the trash can, raising his chin slightly: "Why don't you hurry over here?"
Ziyi ran over quickly and jumped into his arms.
Pei Yuanchen held her tightly.
"Uncle Xiaobao, I missed you so much." She looked up, smiling at him.
Pei Yuanchen snorted, "We just separated less than two hours ago."
"But I really missed you."
"So, did you get distracted in class?"
"..." Ziyi lowered her head in shame.
Pei Yuanchen softened, pulling her into his embrace: "I'll forgive you this time, but don't daydream again next time."
"Mm-hmm." Ziyi raised her head again, smiling, "You know? Everyone was talking in class about the mysterious incident at the derelict building. Three people were beaten nearly to death, luckily a cleaning lady passed by and took them to the hospital. But when they woke up, they said they didn't remember anything, and everyone says the derelict building is haunted."
