On the weekend, Song Xing Xing returned to her apartment to pack up more stuff to bring back to Lu Xun's place. As Lu Xun had prepared almost everything that she might need, Song Xing Xing only need to bring some clothes and necessities.
With her luggage packed, Song Xing Xing walked around her apartment and thought that she was going to miss this tiny place.
When Lu Xun entered the room, the first thing he saw was a dazed-looking Song Xing Xing. He thought about her mood and walked over to hug her from behind.
Song Xing Xing jolted in surprise at the sudden contact. But once that familiar scent wafted through her nose, her body began to relax.
"I'm going to miss this place."
Hearing his words, Song Xing Xing giggled before she turned around to face him. "Really?"
