Lin Guo wanted to rescue someone from the pile of clothes, but when he noticed the rejection in the other person's eyes, he turned away out of courtesy.
Picking up the gray purse that fell on the ground, Lu Huai did not expect that the clothes he had just prepared would come in handy so soon. He tidied himself up swiftly. The boy, who was taller than his peers, brushed his sleeves and waved his hand to put away the overly large clothes.
"It's almost dawn," the young man turned around, looking at the pale sky, not hearing any rustling sounds behind him, "If I don't go back now, won't Huai'er get into trouble?"
"It's okay. Lu Huai is not on duty today." Standing in place, Lu Huai carefully kept a safe distance from the other party.
A breeze blew by, making the young man's already loose clothes even more flowing. Looking at the other person's detached look as if he was about to fly away with the wind, Lu Huai always felt that he seemed to be about to lose Yan Jiu.
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