In the dim night, the drizzle was drifting diagonally. Before Ethan Ye could recover, Samuel Xie strode forward, grabbed her arm, and pulled her into his arms.
The familiar cold breath penetrated into his nose, and Ethan Ye bumped into a warm chest and raised his eyes in a daze, “Why are you here?”
Samuel Xie whispered: “Come to pick you up and go home.” After finishing speaking, he raised his eyes to Jiang Yuhe, the meaning of his eyes was unknown.
Ethan Ye followed his gaze and said, “This is the senior of my university, Jiang Yuhe.”
Jiang Yuhe met the man’s eyes in front of him, then looked at his hand on Ye Yu’s shoulder, he almost understood it, and smiled slightly: “Hello.”
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