Han Xi took a piece of paper and a pen from the drawer and wrote down her phone number to hand it to him.
Wen Yichen took off his headphones, accepted the paper from Han Xi's hand, and said, "I got it. After dinner, I'll return to my room."
"You can stay here for now. I'm worried they might come looking for you again."
Wen Yichen nodded, put his headphones back on, and continued eating.
When Han Xi came downstairs, Lu Jinghan was in the living room making a phone call. Seeing Han Xi come down, he said a few words to the person on the phone and then hung up.
"Let's go."
Lu Jinghan had a gentle smile at the corners of his mouth, entwined his fingers with Han Xi's small hand, and walked outside.
They pushed out a white bicycle together; Lu Jinghan straddled it, one foot on the ground, the other on the pedal: "Get on, darling."
