Another side.
Jian Si pulled Lu Youting to the bus stop.
Since it was night and heavy snow was falling, there was no one around.
The cold wind whistled.
Jian Si shivered from the cold and rubbed her hands together, asking, "Where's your car? Let's talk in the car."
Although Lu Youting was angry, seeing her hands red from the cold, he felt sorry for her and gently held her hands and put them into the pockets on either side of his coat.
"Is it a bit warmer now?"
He wore a padded jacket, and the pockets were very warm.
But compared to the pockets, the palms of his hands were even warmer.
The warmth spread through the blood vessels in her hands to her entire body, making her feel warm all over, as if there was an extra layer of protection against the cold wind.
"You still haven't told me, how come you're here?"
Her voice was much softer than before.