When Yang Yunhai returned home at noon, he saw the message Gu Lingling left on the table, asked about when the bus might return, and waited here for her.
"Why are you here?" Gu Lingling asked him, blushing.
"It was on the way," Yang Yunhai said as he took the items from her hands.
On the way?
Driver Xiao Zhang lowered his head while carrying things. Wasn't he here specifically? Moreover, he waited here for over ten minutes before the bus came?
"Oh." Gu Lingling watched his slender hands loading the items she bought onto the vehicle one by one.
"Do you need help with your stuff as well?" Yang Yunhai rarely asked Mo Hongying and the others.
The jeep couldn't fit so many people.
"Ah? No... no need." Mo Hongying, usually so eloquent, stammered slightly.
It wasn't that she was surprised; she had been accompanying the troops for several years now, yet this was the first time she saw Yang Yunhai taking the initiative to speak to them and offer help.
