"Haha, I just told him I'll go home in the afternoon. He might not know I'm heading back now, anyway my house isn't far, it's fine." Wu Mengting said with a sweet smile.
"Alright, then... be careful, I heard the security hasn't been good recently." Yang Fan said with concern.
Wu Mengting nodded, without much delay, the two each rode their bicycles in opposite directions. Such a scene only appears in those youthful school days, with pure love.
Very soon, Wu Mengting rode her bike through the snack street, arriving at a fork in the road. This is the junction leading to the city center and Tan Tian's home, without hesitation, she pedaled towards the right onto the muddy road.
This place held familiar memories for her. In the blink of an eye, more than a year had passed. This road accompanied her for over two years. Uncertain about which university she might get into in the future, leaving home, leaving here, and what remains will only be memories, deep longing.
