"But us... moving in together so soon... is that not too good??" Tang Yuran covered her blushing cheeks with her small hands and asked softly.
"Quick?" Gu Yu took her hand, brought it to his lips and gently kissed it, "But I want to make up for those five years we lost."
"..."
Tang Yuran looked up at him, his deep, black eyes full of tenderness, indistinguishable from the gentleness in her memories.
After a long silence, Tang Yuran finally nodded gently in agreement.
Gu Yu smiled, leaned in to fasten her seatbelt properly, then returned to the driver's seat, driving seriously towards the direction of her school.
Throughout the journey, neither of them spoke, but there was a subtle hint of ambiguity in the air within the car.
Gu Yu parked the car at the entrance of Tang Yuran's school, then accompanied her on the walk towards her dormitory.
The night breeze rustled the plane trees lining the road, causing the leaves to make a whispering sound.