The journey back was deathly silent.
Lin Zhenxin occasionally looked down at their clasped hands, lost in thought.
Since getting in the car, Li Yanan hadn't let go, holding on tight enough to hurt, her palms were sweaty.
Throughout the journey, Lin Zhenxin tried to pull away a few times, but it only made him hold on tighter, achieving nothing else.
"You..." Just as she opened her mouth, Li Yanan looked over, his eyes mixed with a hint of wariness, his thin lips pressed into a firm, resolute line.
He didn't want to discuss what had just happened for now.
Realizing this, Lin Zhenxin gave up trying to communicate and turned her gaze to the outside of the car...
After driving for who knows how long, Li Yanan parked the car in the open parking lot of a supermarket.
Lin Zhenxin opened the car door, wanting to get out, but Li Yanan sensed her movement and abruptly pulled her back to her seat with his arm.
His expression was indifferent and stiff, his whole body tense.
