Inside, Li Zhi leaned her back against the cold door, covering her burning face.
She hurried into her bedroom, opened the closet, and pulled out an off-white turtleneck sweater to change into. She checked herself in the mirror repeatedly, making sure the collar completely hid the red mark on her neck.
Meanwhile, Shen Yuan, who had just arrived home, was standing in front of his bathroom mirror, tugging at the collar of his black sweater. His fingertips caressed the hickey Li Zhi had left, and his Adam's apple bobbed as he pulled the collar up to his chin.
'Hidden and safe.'
During dinner that evening, just as he'd hoped, Zhang Yuyan and Old Shen didn't notice anything unusual. They simply asked what Shen Yuan and Li Zhi had been doing at home.
Shen Yuan and Li Zhi both gave their parents the same answer.
Doing homework.
'Yep, we were doing homework!'
'What's wrong with a young couple's kind of homework?!'
