Wait!

Holding on to her hand, they walked all the way to his car. Wang Yi-An was a little shy when they were holding hands as they walked down the streets, but it felt right.

Holding each other's hands was the perfect feeling he had been wanting for a long time. All he wanted to do was hurried back to his apartment with her. Once they finally reached his car, it was already 2:58 p.m., and he smiled as he opened the door to the passenger’s seat.

She got in and he handed her the certificates. “Here, keep these in your backpack for now. We can decide where we want to keep it once we get back home.”

Home… But where was home for them? Just as he continued to drive to the mentioned small apartment. She was nervous. Her hands couldn’t stop shaking. He looked down and saw her hands shaking and he had one hand on the wheels and the other he held her hands. She stared at him and she stop shaking.