The only thing remaining on his forehead was a smudge of cream in his messy hair, recording everything that just happened.
"Alright, Lin Li, you should head home quickly."
As Xue Jian heard the car door close, he turned back to confirm that Chen Yu Ying had also gotten into the car. He then looked through the rear window and reminded Lin Li before starting the vehicle, taking the four of them away.
Leaving Lin Li standing under the street lamp, watching the car drive off.
Until it disappeared at the intersection.
Only then did Lin Li slowly raise his hand and touch his left earlobe.
Slightly warm, as if retaining the warmth of that fiery breath.
The streetlamp elongated Lin Li's shadow, and after a while, Lin Li shrugged his shoulders and walked towards the community.
The street echoed with his regretful murmurs—
"I thought they were going to kiss me, I even thought of a name for our child just now."
...
Lin Li returned home.
