It was pretty late.
Peking University was enveloped in darkness.
It was quiet all around the campus. The teaching block was dark. The teacher's office building’s lights were mostly out. Only student dormitories in the distance had a hint of light. Some students were busy preparing for their exams, some of them were busy writing essays, and some others were probably celebrating early for the upcoming winter holidays.
Downstairs.
Wu Zeqing asked, "Little Zhang, where do you live?"
"My home?" Zhang Ye said, "I'm going back to Caishikou tonight, my parent's place."
Wu Zeqing nodded, "Then it should be on the way. I stay at Taoran Pavilion. The school's driver is on leave and my car's not permitted to be used today. Could you give me a lift?"
Zhang Ye happily said, "That would be my pleasure and honor. Where in Taoran Pavilion?"
"East Gate." Wu Zeqing said before boarding Zhang Ye's BMW.
