"Turns out you know how to shift flower and wood." Song Baiyan’s tone almost sounded like he was complimenting her.
Even with thick skin, Tang Li felt a bit embarrassed upon hearing this, then she asked, "Is it really okay for you to come out with your current identity?"
Hearing the concern in her words, Song Baiyan pinched her little hand: "Since it’s a private outing late at night, and bringing others would just be a burden."
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"Don’t jinx it." Tang Li held onto Song Baiyan’s left hand, her fingers deliberately brushing over the strap of his wristwatch: "Beheading operations are military, so we definitely won’t encounter that."
Song Baiyan did not respond to that, just pulled her into his embrace: "Take a good rest while we are still on the road."
Hearing this, Tang Li did not make a sound.
She felt a slight weariness in him after he relaxed.
She quietly stayed in Song Baiyan’s arms, looked up briefly, saw Song Baiyan was resting with his eyes closed, withdrew her gaze, and also closed her eyes.
The car stopped in front of Wentan Garden, it was already past nine in the evening.
Tang Li said goodbye first: "I’m here, you all go back and be safe."
As the words fell, her hand was not released.
Then, she heard Song Baiyan speak, "Actually, it’s a good opportunity for a walk."
Song Baiyan’s deep gaze swept across her cheek, seemingly with a hint of a smile: "What, afraid of being seen by classmates and don’t want me to get out?"
Tang Li did not know how to respond.
Song Baiyan then said, "I don’t get much time to accompany you usually. Now that we’re already at the doorstep, it doesn’t make sense to skip this little distance."
"Last time you weren’t spotted when you came because it was right after the elections, and nobody was paying special attention. Now it’s different," Tang Li didn’t want to create any trouble for personal desires: "You’ve been appearing on TV news frequently recently, everyone knows you now, and there are many little girls in our school who admire you. If they recognize you, things are likely to get out of hand."
Song Baiyan laughed, and then said, "It’s late night, everyone is rushing back to their places, who would notice anyone else’s face, you live in the teacher’s apartment, and didn’t see many students on the way here in the car."
"..." Tang Li couldn’t find any retort.
She looked out the car window, indeed there were very few people on the tree-lined path.
This wasn’t Song Baiyan’s first visit to Wentan Garden, but his identity was no longer the same as before.
Tang Li was cautious, quickly took out the access card from her bag to swipe through the gate.
Compared to outside, the pathways of Wentan Garden were already very quiet at this time.
Then, Tang Li’s right hand was gently held.
The dim streetlamp light intensified the summer night’s stuffiness, even though she had a light sweat, she felt extremely peaceful inside.
On the way, Song Baiyan’s questions mostly revolved around her final exams.
It was just casual chat, but Tang Li felt very satisfied.
The negative emotions caused by Ethan also gradually dissipated on such a night.
Under the dormitory building, Song Baiyan didn’t intend to go up, he let go of her hand, and Tang Li, before going in, voluntarily closed her eyes: "A goodbye kiss."
At that moment, whispers of a conversation came from the roadside.
Tang Li looked over and saw two teachers talking not far away.
Because of such an interruption, Tang Li didn’t get her goodbye kiss.
Walking to the stairway entrance, she looked back and saw Song Baiyan standing still watching her go in.
The man’s silhouette was as lofty and upright as the locust tree beside the road.
Such a scene was far more profound than a kiss.