Ding Qing stood under the signal light of Huixing Building outside the school. The late-night commercial street was made like a ghost street by the alternating flashing traffic lights.
What's even more terrifying is that Jiang Qingchuan is standing on the other side of the street...
"There's a curfew in the dormitory, can I go back with you?" Ding Qing is best at fighting fire with fire. The more scared he gets, the closer he gets.
"Then you... Don't know that I like you?"
PS: Qingqing baby, can I return to this home?
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