The two of them had stayed with Grandma for two days, and on Sunday evening they took a ride back together.
After all, they both were busy on Monday, one with work and the other with classes.
On the way back, Liu Ou seemed lost in thought and somewhat silent.
Lin Yu took her hand and kissed it, "What's wrong?"
Liu Ou looked at him and smiled. "Nothing, just thinking about some things."
She gazed at her boyfriend's face, which, when she had first met him, still bore a youthful innocence.
He appeared quite hot-tempered, always rolling his eyes at Xie Xiao, as if very disdainful.
But in the blink of an eye, the irritability on his face had vanished, and he seemed gentler, almost like a doctor.
The youthful innocence on his face had also disappeared.
A firmness had taken its place on the young man's face.
They had been together for four years, having known each other for more than five.
Liu Ou felt a sudden realization; despite this, they were still too young.
