"Your front door's just a turn away, and you still want a bike ride?"
Seeing the girl sitting on the back seat, squeezed together with Fat Cat as they stared at each other, Chen Shi'an smiled helplessly.
"Hurry up, hurry up."
"All right."
Wen Zhixia refused to get off, and Chen Shi'an could do nothing about her, so he climbed onto the bicycle too.
When Aunt Cheng from the fruit shop turned and went inside, Wen Zhixia stretched out both hands and swiftly wrapped them around Chen Shi'an's waist.
"Holding on tight?"
"Mm-hmm!"
Chen Shi'an pushed down on the pedal, suddenly turning and taking her out toward the street.
"Taoist! You're going the wrong way! My front door's right there!"
"I know. I'm taking you for a ride."
"Okay!"
Only then did Wen Zhixia catch on.
Having a companion who wouldn't spoil the fun was one of life's great blessings! Her front door was right there, but when he saw her climb onto the bicycle, he was still willing to play along and take her for a spin first.
Since winter break began, it had been over twenty days since Wen Zhixia had last sat on his bicycle like this with her arms around his waist.
All that longing became the breeze at this moment, blowing her hair into the air.
The wheels rolled over scraps of red firecracker paper left on the ground with a faint rustling sound. The afternoon sunlight held a warmth rare in winter, warming her all over.
She hugged his waist tightly and pressed her cheek against his back, immensely pleased with herself.
Suddenly, the girl's gaze sharpened slightly, and she plucked a long strand of hair off the back of his dōfuku-
Ugh!!
It had to be that Ice Block Spirit's!
"Taoist, where's your