Gao Zhe frowned, "Zhenzhen, the person I least want to hurt is you."
She snorted coldly, "Hypocrite!"
Gao Zhe laughed.
He silently tugged at the corners of his mouth.
After Lu Zhenzhen drank several sips of coffee, he started the car.
They remained silent all the way, until the car stopped below her apartment building.
He didn't say goodbye, got out of the car first, and stood in front of the car, smoking a cigarette.
Lu Zhenzhen left the coffee in the car.
She thought she could walk away with style, but just a few steps, it felt as if there was a thread pulling her from behind. Without knowing where the impulse came from, she didn't even hesitate for a second, turned around and ran towards Gao Zhe.
She didn't look up, instinctively knew the direction, aware that even if she ran off course, Gao Zhe would still catch her.
Lu Zhenzhen crashed into his arms, Gao Zhe's back hit the car, and he let out a muffled grunt.
"What are you doing?" he asked.
