Ling Momo felt like she was in a dream. She secretly pinched the palm of her hand and felt a surge of pain.
Only then did Ling Momo realize it wasn't a dream. She couldn't clearly identify her feelings, and could only stand up stiffly. She bit her lower lip, adjusted her unsteady breathing, and lightly spoke, "Teacher... why are you here?"
Li Qingshen walked up to her, observing her hands and face, which were red from the cold. His eyes darkened for a moment, and he quickly picked up her luggage and turned back to his car.
Ling Momo stood there dumbfounded, watching as Li Qingshen swiftly loaded her belongings into the car before she regained her senses, "Teacher, this..."
Li Qingshen opened the car door and tilted his chin up, "Get in!"
Ling Momo stood still.
Li Qingshen moved his lips, simply explaining, "Su Chen had something to do, he asked me to pick you up."
"Oh." Ling Momo was dazed for a long time before she understood Li Qingshen's meaning.
