Just at that moment, the bus arrived. Shen Mo pulled back his hand and swiftly got up to board.
An Yeran, holding onto Lu Xiu, also boarded the bus.
She planned to have dinner at Grandma Wang's house this evening, so she wouldn't return home. She felt anxious about leaving Lu Xiu alone at home, unsure of how his unusual family would treat him.
After some thought, An Yeran suddenly asked, "Xiaoxiu, would you like to come have dinner with me tonight?"
Lu Xiu looked back at her, slightly frowning, "Have dinner?"
An Yeran nodded, "Yes, come to this place with me."
Lu Xiu responded: "Okay."
Having said this, he slowly turned his head back and continued looking out of the window.
The window was open. The first thing An Yeran did after getting on the bus was open the window.
The evening wind, carrying remnants of the setting sun, touched their faces, carrying the chill of early Autumn.
Suddenly, a heavy weight pressed down on her small shoulders.
