Zhang Shishi didn't expect to run into him at the school entrance. You know, in the past, no matter how busy he was with work, he would always come to pick her up after class and then head back to his place.
Ever since they broke up, he hadn't appeared again.
"No need, I've long been used to going home alone," Zhang Shishi gazed at him.
Under the cold moonlight, the girl in a black down jacket rode a blue shared bike. The winter wind blew past, making even men shiver.
Let alone her, riding a bike all the way home?
"Grandma hopes I can take you back," Mu Shaochen said softly, "You don't want her to worry, do you?"
Zhang Shishi's expression changed: "You've seen Grandma?"
"Yes." Before Mu Shaochen came to pick her up tonight, he went to where she was renting and saw Grandma there. He bought a lot of things and sent them over.
Since before, when Grandma was sick in the countryside, he accompanied Zhang Shishi to visit Grandma Zhang, and Grandma always remembered him.
