The moment her hand touched his wrist, Jiang Sifan felt that patch of skin grow faintly hot.
By the time the two of them finished their noodles and left the restaurant, it was nearly nine o'clock.
Lu Yao, walking beside Jiang Sifan, suddenly said, "Brother Sifan, will you take a walk with me? I'm too full. I need to walk it off."
Jiang Sifan hesitated for a moment, then nodded.
The two of them walked slowly along a small path on campus.
The dim yellow streetlights stretched their two shadows long across the ground.
Lu Yao walked beside Jiang Sifan, glancing up at him from time to time with a smile playing on her lips.
"Brother Sifan, your campus is pretty nice at night," Lu Yao remarked.
Jiang Sifan just hummed in agreement, not saying much more.
Lu Yao didn't seem to mind. She continued, "My dance club had a performance today. You really missed out by not coming."
"I was busy at the studio," Jiang Sifan explained.
