Han Tie snorted coldly, turned around, and went back to his own room. With a snap, he shut the door behind him.
Han Dazhu stood stupidly in the hall, praying to himself, "Hurry and go back, hurry and go back; once you return, this home will finally be at peace."
The deep blue night sky was adorned with scattered twinkling stars, and a bright moon hung high above, its cool light enveloping the earth. Qingyu, carrying her books, chatted with Shen Fen as they walked. As they exited the office building, they saw two figures, one large and one small, approaching them in the distance.
Shen Fen smiled warmly, "Your little He is so good, he always comes to pick you up whenever he's at home."
The others teased, "That's newlyweds for you, so sweet and sticky with each other. My spouse couldn't care less about doing that."
"Yeah, after being married for so long, don't expect them to pick you up. Consider yourself lucky if they leave the door unlocked for you."
