He Jinxuan ran over just as Xinyan was barely able to steady the bicycle.
Not just He Jinxuan—even she was a bit startled.
He Jinxuan held onto the handlebar: "Are you okay?"
Xinyan steadied herself with both feet on the ground, and released one hand to pat her chest: "I was scared to death."
Then she looked at He Jinxuan and burst into laughter.
He Jinxuan was about to flick her forehead, but saw the dust on his hand and pulled it back: "You're laughing now, but if you really fell, let's see if you could still laugh."
Though he said this, anyone could see the affection in his eyes.
Xinyan gave him a cheeky smile: "With you here, there's no chance I'd fall."
Saying so, she got off the bicycle and handed it to He Jinxuan: "When did you get back?"
He Jinxuan pushed the bicycle and replied softly: "Got back this afternoon."
Xinyan said with some concern: "You didn't even take a break, and rushed here to help out."
