By the time they came out of the supermarket, the sky had gone completely dark. Pedestrians hustled along the streets, all hurrying home to a warm bed and a bowl of steaming hot dumplings. The two of them walked slowly down the road, hand in hand, just like an old married couple.
The time spent with Xue Yang passed too quickly. Lin Xi couldn't help thinking, If only a day had 48 hours.
Once home, after putting their things away, Lin Xi started on her worksheets while Xue Yang sat at the computer to help her catch up on the day's word count. There was no helping it. The single chapter Lin Xi had in reserve was published yesterday, and since she had spent another whole day out, she couldn't afford to let her studies slide. The only option was for Xue Yang to write the novel for her.
