Wei Anning leaned against the headboard. It was already past ten, and he hadn't returned. She couldn't help but worry. Hearing his teasing, she couldn't help but feel her face heat up, "Not really, I just wanted to say goodnight to you."
"I'll be back soon. Wait for me to arrive, then say it to me in person." Leng Youchen looked at the clear, mirror-like metallic walls of the elevator, his lips slightly curved, a hint of humor dancing in his eyes, filled with bone-deep tenderness.
Wei Anning sweetly said, "Okay, be safe."
Leng Youchen hung up the phone, a touch of smile lingering at his mouth, impatient to see her. Even if they did nothing, quietly holding each other would be happiness.
Leng Youchen walked out of the elevator and got into the car parked outside. He turned to look at the night colors like water outside the car window, feeling an urgent desire to return. He calmly instructed, "Drive faster."
