Li Jing didn't refuse and let her push the suitcase, its wheels making a soft rattling noise on the ground.
This scene caught the attention of the boys around them, who kept turning their heads.
In the crowd, a man was struggling, dragging two bulky suitcases and slinging a canvas bag covered in cartoon prints over his shoulder. His girlfriend walking ahead turned back, frowning and chiding him:
"Can't you walk faster? You're so clumsy!"
The man looked at An Tong, who was being so attentive not far away, then glanced at his impatient girlfriend, and couldn't help but let out a sigh, truly understanding the phrase "comparison is the thief of joy."
Li Jing paid no mind to the gazes around him and walked alongside An Tong toward his car.
The spring sunlight slanted through the glass curtain wall, casting a golden edge on the two of them.
