Yun Jianchen's ears twitched sensitively...
The hug lingered for a few seconds before Yuan Xiaobai slowly let go of Yun Jianchen.
Yuan Xiaobai smiled and said, "I'll go in first."
Yun Jianchen nodded faintly.
Yuan Xiaobai went inside.
Yun Jianchen took a deep look at Yuan Xiaobai's retreating figure and turned to go home.
...
Song Huanyan returned to her room, took a bath, changed into pajamas, and lay in bed playing with her phone.
Song Huanyan: Yun Jianchen has a childhood sweetheart.
Qiao Chuchu: Pfft... Just a childhood sweetheart, who doesn't have a few of those? I grew up in a military compound; I've had more than my share of childhood sweethearts.
Song Huanyan: Do those of yours even count as childhood sweethearts? At most, they're just late shifts... Yun Jianchen's childhood sweetheart, one look and you can tell she's a white lotus flower, and between her and Yun Jianchen, there's probably been all that secret love and ambiguous flirtation.
Yue Xiaowan: ...
