After a simple gathering and waving goodbye to the camera, they slowly walked out of the grass skiing field.
The show had arranged a car to send them back to the city, but due to limited resources, everyone had to squeeze in together.
The car was big enough, so the six of them could still tolerate the space inside.
Ling Luo and Luo Sheng sat in the last row, whispering sweet nothings as a couple. It was unclear whether they behaved like this in private or were just putting on a show.
Yu Xia sat in the second row, still counting the two hundred plus yuan they had left.
Xie Qingci was organizing the things in his backpack, and Tan and her husband seemed to have nothing to say, both resting against the side.
Throughout the car, only the slightly loud whispers of Ling Luo and Luo Sheng could be heard.
"Does it hurt? Want me to blow on it?"
"No, I'm fine. What about you? Next time, don't dress like this for the show. It's really not suitable."
