It was already half past eight o'clock in the evening, for the sun had already set, and the twilight was getting thicker and thicker. Seven or eight bright stars are scattered in the deep blue sky, autumn insects are holding small concerts in the grass, the rush hour of people after work has passed, and the scene of busy traffic is gradually replaced by rows of small shop lights. It's not a glittering scene, but a noticeable neon glow from a street shop selling fruit, milk tea, pancakes, and sushi.

Chen Ying came to the bus stop, the evening breeze blew her long hair in front of her, and there were two people waiting for the bus next to her. With her hands in her pockets, she looked ahead to the intersection in a daze, hoping to estimate when the next train would arrive. That's when she felt her phone vibrate visibly in her pocket.

"Are you still here today?" The person who sent the text message was Qin Hong. Chen Ying vaguely remembered last night's agreement.

"I'm sorry, I can't go." She replied cautiously.

"Sick?"

"No, tired."

"Oh, then have a good rest."

"Hmm."

"Do you want me to pick you up?"

Chen Ying was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to answer, and then the next text message was quickly sent.

"I'll be waiting for you at the southwest gate."

"No need, you can go back."

"It's okay, I'll wait for you."

That's when the car came. Chen Ying swiped her card to get into the car, found a window seat and sat down, held her schoolbag in her arms, and looked at the scenery outside the window and moved behind her little by little. She was used to this kind of hard work, but no one had ever waited for her like this. She made small neck movements, thinking about how to cope with the imminent scene.

"Chen Ying—"

As soon as she got out of the car, she heard someone shouting for herself.

It's Qin Hong. He was standing smiling, smiling in light blue jeans and a snow-white T-shirt, his short black hair fluttering gently in the wind, and his eyes were shining.

"It's hard." He naturally took Chen Ying's hand and walked forward, "I called your dormitory, and your roommate told me that you were here—to be a tutor, right?" ”

"Hmmm......"

"I heard that kid was bothered?" Qin Hong continued to ask, his tone as enthusiastic as when he ran yesterday.

"It's okay." Chen Ying said with some reservations, she felt her face hot.

They walked into the campus as they spoke, passing through groups of students who had left class. At this time, a girl with long hair like a waterfall stopped them, and she took turns watching them for a while and they began to giggle, which made Chen Ying very embarrassed.

"Yo, Qin Hong, you're doing 'twilight love'!" She let out a string of silver bells of laughter, causing the boys next to her to look at them.

"You're thinking too much." Although Qin Hong said this, he still held Chen Ying's hand tightly.

"Say whatever you want—" Waterfall turned and left lightly.

"I don't think I'm going to go running." When they walked to the front of the girls' building, Chen Ying whispered.

"Why?"

"I don't want to be talked about like this."

The crowd was dispersed, and the campus was quiet.

"Chen Ying, I'll ......" Qin Hong pulled her in front of him and looked at her carefully, his eyes twinkling like stars.

"Go back early—it's getting late, and the lights will be out in your dorm room in a moment." Chen Ying broke free of his hand and walked towards the door of the corridor with his head down. Before swiping the access control card, she turned around and saw that Qin Hong was still in place and was stunned.

"Anyway," she smiled lonely, "thank you for picking me up today." ”