"You're leaving again? And you won't be back until late in the evening?"
Chan Lee felt like she was leaving a child in the orphanage. And she didn't even have the experience of having a child at all. She rubbed her face tiredly and looked at him. Mondays really were the worst day of the week.
He really didn't look like the guy who'd be clingy—
But now Xue was pouting, his arms restlessly moving as he tried to keep them at his sides. If he was wearing his robes, the sleeves would have swished right now. His hair even looked messy right now. "I'll be fine and won't open the doors to strangers, but it's really dangerous at night!"
"You don't have to worry too much about me, I'm used to going home late at night." She gave him an assuring smile. At least, what she thought to be one.
"Still…can't I accompany you?" He ran his fingers through his hair, biting on his lip. "I'd be more at ease if I stayed by your side."