After a very hungry and not-so-innocent kiss with Jiang—
I mean, blame him, not me—
he finally gets dressed, fixes his headband like nothing happened, and gives polite little bye-bye nods to everyone like a well-mannered model citizen.
Lies. Absolute lies.
We leave the place and walk toward the station, evening air cool, my stomach still slightly annoyed and my lips… well, still aware of his existence.
Suddenly, Jiang speaks up.
"Yunhua."
"Hm?" I answer, kicking a pebble on the road.
"I… wanted to ask something," he says, tone oddly careful.
I look at him. "Yeah? What is it?"
He takes a breath, like he's about to confess a crime.
"I want to buy a car."
"…Huh?" I stop walking.
"What?" I blink at him. "A car??"
He nods seriously. Way too seriously. "Yes."
My brain stalls. "Since when do you— no, wait— with what money? And why does this sound like a major life decision delivered this casually?"
He tilts his head. "Isn't this how humans do it?"
