Somehow, the entire afternoon flew by, and the sky slowly began to darken.
That afternoon, Han Wenwen had even taken a shower.
When she came out, the room was filled with a lovely fragrance—the scent of the Little Fox herself.
During dinner, Lin Zhengran called his parents to check in.
He asked if anything was going on at home that week.
His mom, Lin Xiaoli, was usually the one to answer the phone. "Hello, Ranran? Nothing's going on here. How are things at school? Do you miss Mom and Dad?"
Although Lin Zhengran was back in town for the week, he had told his parents he was staying at the dorms.
His parents definitely wouldn't have approved if they knew he was spending the night with Han Wenwen; they'd be worried something might happen.
Lin Zhengran said, "School's the same as always. Good to know nothing's up. As for whether I miss you... Yeah, I do. A lot."
