His attention was entirely on her phone call, and that was why he had driven past the subway station .
There was a lack of expression on Song Qingchun's face . Su Zhinian did not know whether she bought his lie or not . After a pause, he added, "Are you going home?
"In any case, we're already not far away from your home, how about I just drive you home?"
Indeed, he's right . We're close to home already . If I insist on taking the subway, it'll only appear too obvious and awkward… Song Qingchun smiled distantly and politely replied, "Thank you . "
Su Zhinian did not respond but pull back his gaze to focus on his driving . However, he found it difficult to concentrate . The girl finally acted in the manner he had hoped for, only smiling politely when she received his help; she treated him with respect from a distance, and the trace of attachment and emotions between them was nowhere to be seen .
Along the way back to the Song family's home, there was zero conversation between Song Qingchun and Su Zhinian .
Song Qingchun had Su Zhinian drop her at the gate to her residential area . Su Zhinian did not reject . He stepped on the brake and stopped at the gate . Before Song Qingchun got out of the car, she glanced at the towel in her hand . She thought about returning it to him, but the awareness of his obsession with cleanliness stopped her from doing so . She believed he would only throw it away if she returned it, so she dropped the towel in her bag instead . After thanking him for one more time, she pushed on the car door .
The door was locked, and Song Qingchun could not open it . She turned to look at Su Zhinian sitting in front and called out to remind him, "The car door is locked . "
Su Zhinian stared dumbly at the flurry of snow outside the windshield and did not respond to her call . Song Qingchun waited for a while before calling him again . Seeing as the man still had not reacted to her prompt, she reached out to pat on the back of his car seat .
Su Zhinian stared dumbly at the flurry of snow outside the windshield and did not respond to her call . Song Qingchun waited for a while before calling him again . Seeing as the man still had not reacted to her prompt, she reached out to pat on the back of his car seat .
Su Zhinian turned around to look at her with confusion in his eyes .
Song Qingchun repeated, "The car door is locked . "
"Oh…" Su Zhinian answered, and after a moment's hesitation like he was gauging her words, he gave another "oh" before unlocking the door .
Song Qingchun did not comment on his weird behavior but turned back around to push the door open . As she prepared to get out, Su Zhinian suddenly called her, "Qingchun . "
Song Qingchun did not comment on his weird behavior but turned back around to push the door open . As she prepared to get out, Su Zhinian suddenly called her, "Qingchun . "
Song Qingchun's fingers trembled before she looked over her shoulder at him . She was silent .
Su Zhinian stared at the rows of houses before him like he was at a loss . The car was sitting idle when he accidentally stepped on the gas pedal, and it lurched forward . He quickly stepped on the brake to stop the car . After taking a breath, he said, "…Congratulations on your wedding . "
Song Qingchun was not expecting this comment from him . Her expression was one of shock before her lips slowly curved into a smile, and she replied naturally, "Thank you for your blessing . "
Su Zhinian lowered his head and nodded slightly .
Song Qingchun turned away from the man and got out of his car . As she stood on the ground, he suddenly called her name again .
Su Zhinian lowered his head and nodded slightly .
Song Qingchun turned away from the man and got out of his car . As she stood on the ground, he suddenly called her name again .
"Qingchun . "
Su Zhinian turned his head away from Song Qingchun because he felt his eyes getting warm .
"…take good care of yourself . "
Is he bidding me farewell because he's leaving tomorrow? Song Qingchun felt like her brain was reflecting the weather outside, roaring with wind and snow .
His attention was entirely on her phone call, and that was why he had driven past the subway station . There was a lack of expression on Song Qingchuns face . Su Zhinian did not know whether she bought his lie or not . After a pause, he added, Are you going home? In any case, were already not far away from your home, how about I just drive you home? Indeed, hes right . Were close to home already . If I insist on taking the subway, itll only appear too obvious and awkward… Song Qingchun smiled distantly and politely replied, Thank you . Su Zhinian did not respond but pull back his gaze to focus on his driving . However, he found it difficult to concentrate . The girl finally acted in the manner he had hoped for, only smiling politely when she received his help; she treated him with respect from a distance, and the trace of attachment and emotions between them was nowhere to be seen . Along the way back to the Song familys home, there was zero conversation between Song Qingchun and Su Zhinian . Song Qingchun had Su Zhinian drop her at the gate to her residential area . Su Zhinian did not reject . He stepped on the brake and stopped at the gate . Before Song Qingchun got out of the car, she glanced at the towel in her hand . She thought about returning it to him, but the awareness of his obsession with cleanliness stopped her from doing so . She believed he would only throw it away if she returned it, so she dropped the towel in her bag instead . After thanking him for one more time, she pushed on the car door . The door was locked, and Song Qingchun could not open it . She turned to look at Su Zhinian sitting in front and called out to remind him, The car door is locked . Su Zhinian stared dumbly at the flurry of snow outside the windshield and did not respond to her call . Song Qingchun waited for a while before calling him again . Seeing as the man still had not reacted to her prompt, she reached out to pat on the back of his car seat . Su Zhinian turned around to look at her with confusion in his eyes . Song Qingchun repeated, The car door is locked . Oh… Su Zhinian answered, and after a moments hesitation like he was gauging her words, he gave another oh before unlocking the door . Song Qingchun did not comment on his weird behavior but turned back around to push the door open . As she prepared to get out, Su Zhinian suddenly called her, Qingchun . Song Qingchuns fingers trembled before she looked over her shoulder at him . She was silent . Su Zhinian stared at the rows of houses before him like he was at a loss . The car was sitting idle when he accidentally stepped on the gas pedal, and it lurched forward . He quickly stepped on the brake to stop the car . After taking a breath, he said, …Congratulations on your wedding . Song Qingchun was not expecting this comment from him . Her expression was one of shock before her lips slowly curved into a smile, and she replied naturally, Thank you for your blessing . Su Zhinian lowered his head and nodded slightly . Song Qingchun turned away from the man and got out of his car . As she stood on the ground, he suddenly called her name again . Qingchun . Su Zhinian turned his head away from Song Qingchun because he felt his eyes getting warm . …take good care of yourself . Is he bidding me farewell because hes leaving tomorrow? Song Qingchun felt like her brain was reflecting the weather outside, roaring with wind and snow .