Pei Huai, who was cycling, heard Jiang Ran's laughter from behind. Although he didn't know why she was laughing, her happiness made him feel happy too.
By the time Jiang Ran arrived at the little wardrobe, it was already late. When you're busy, time flies by without you even realizing it, and it was already evening.
Looking at the time, it was actually not even six yet, but the sky had already darkened.
She guessed that it would be completely dark before she and Pei Huai got home.
Once it gets dark, the wind becomes even colder.
Jiang Ran had crocheted many masks, hats, gloves, and scarves, and she geared herself up fully at this time.
After being fully equipped, even though the cold wind was still blowing, Jiang Ran didn't feel very cold anymore.
When they reached the small courtyard, Jiang Ran eagerly jumped off the back seat as soon as they arrived at the gate, and ran inside.
