Gu Moyang thought about her lock, with just a light kick, he could probably have kicked the door open.
For a young girl living in this sort of place, safety was an issue, especially now that it's winter.
Gu Moyang picked up her suitcase casually, "Do you want to pack it yourself, or should I help you?"
Jiang Xiaonan glanced at his non-negotiable expression, weakly saying once more, "Can I not go?"
"No, hurry up."
Gu Moyang was usually like a commanding officer in the team, he always valued efficiency in doing things.
Three minutes later, Jiang Xiaonan's limited possessions had all been stuffed into the suitcase.
Gu Moyang, dragging her suitcase, exited the alley.
It was past ten by now, the cold night wind felt even more penetrating.
Jiang Xiaonan couldn't help but shiver, and Gu Moyang tied his own scarf around her neck.
Jiang Xiaonan touched the dark green scarf, watching the man striding ahead of her.
