During her stay at his home, Fu Ying almost counted the days by her fingers.
Before she knew it, a week had already passed.
After the Saturday evening self-study class, she heard from Wen Tian that his mother was coming back, which also meant her father was coming back.
She thought that Fu Mingchuan would return in two more days, but unexpectedly, he came to pick her up that weekend afternoon.
Shen Liguang looked at her after hanging up the phone: "Your dad will come to pick you up soon."
Fu Ying nodded and acknowledged with a "Hmm," then turned around to pack her clothes.
"Yingying."
"Hmm?"
He hesitated, then said: "Never mind."
Fu Ying looked at him, and as she looked, her eyes began to redden.
She quickly turned her face away, bowing her head to pack her backpack, dawdling to kill time.
Packing took her more than an hour.
Shen Liguang patiently waited, watching her figure, feeling indescribable emotions.
