She turned abruptly, like a startled rabbit, with her head down, almost fleeing to the roadside.
"Tap, tap, tap——"
Steady footsteps sounded from behind.
"I'll take you home." Tang Song's voice was affectionate and gentle, with an undeniable undertone.
Zhang Yan's body stiffened, stammering, "No, no need, it's late, I can…"
Before she finished speaking, a warm, large hand reached over again, tightly holding hers.
Tang Song, heedless, held her hand and hailed a taxi by the roadside.
Inside the car, the dim light enveloped their figures.
Zhang Yan kept her head down, turning sideways, wishing she could curl into a ball and hide in the seat's crevice.
The Zhang Yan who had just transformed into a "Super Saiyan" seemed to have fallen back down.
Tang Song leaned against the seatback, watching her with a smile at the corner of his lips.
All the way, the air was unusually quiet.
The car slowly stopped at the Lanxin Garden District entrance.
