Chen Ningxi was initially scared to open the car door when she saw a shadow approaching. But once she recognized who it was outside the car, she quickly got out and shut the door tightly. "The rain is so heavy, why did you come down?"
Cheng Qiaobei used an umbrella to cover her completely and pulled her close as they ran into the building.
"The rain is precisely why I came down," he said.
Inside the corridor, under a dim light, Cheng Qiaobei closed the umbrella. "Are you cold?"
Her voice was soft, and Cheng Qiaobei tilted his head to look at her. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing," Chen Ningxi tried to keep her cool, bypassed him, and headed towards the elevator, fearing he would notice something odd if he asked her too many questions. "What did my mom cook tonight?"
Cheng Qiaobei followed her into the elevator. "She made beef soup, stir-fried broccoli, cold bitter lettuce, and I brought some roasted duck."
Chen Ningxi turned to him. "All things you like to eat."