Xu Xiangyang said goodbye to his sister and ran back again.
As he approached Zhu Qingyue, he heard her humming an unknown tune, her gentle and pleasant voice scattered in the whistling night wind.
"Oh, Classmate Xu, why did you come back again?"
Zhu Qingyue was staring absentmindedly at the road in front of her until she noticed someone standing in front of her and then lifted her head.
When she saw Xu Xiangyang's face, her eyes were filled with surprise.
"Are you sitting here alone? Didn't anyone come to pick you up, or are they running late?"
Xu Xiangyang crossed his arms, frowning.
"You're worried about me, thank you."
Zhu Qingyue's face revealed her usual cheerful smile.
"But don't worry, I was planning to go back alone anyway."
"How do you plan to get back?"
"By bus."
She shook the wristwatch in her hand at him.
"The last bus just passed by in front of me, I'll head there when it's time."
Xu Xiangyang thought of something and asked doubtfully:
