"Then... come to my house," Tang Yuran tugged at her hand and said, "My parents aren't home today, you can stay at our place tonight, um... when we get back, take a bath first, then change into some clothes, and I'll throw your dirty clothes into the washing machine to wash."
"Okay," Qin Yiyi nodded her head and agreed directly.
"Alright, let's hurry!" Tang Yuran, dragging Qin Yiyi, dashed towards the bus stop at the entrance of the old street.
Qin Yiyi was being pulled forward by Tang Yuran, and she couldn't help but look back, taking one more glance at the shop behind her.
The big red lanterns at the entrance of the shop emitted a soft light in the night, but even though the glow seemed warm and inviting, it couldn't reach the bottom of her heart.
The person she had liked for three whole years had only taken one day to teach her what it meant when things change and people are no longer the same.
This winter really was extraordinarily cold...
