By the time Chen Shi'an wheeled his bicycle out, Wen Zhixia was the only one still waiting at the school gate.
Lin Meng Qiu had slipped away so fast. No way did she want to watch that Stinking Taoist take that Stinking Cicada home on his bike!
"Huh, where's Class Monitor?"
"She ran off!"
"That fast? I was going to ask if she wanted to come along."
"I already asked. Lin Meng Qiu wants to spend Father's Day with Uncle Lin, so she's not coming."
"Oh, I see. Then are you going to her birthday next week, Little Cicada?"
"She told me about that too, but I'm going home next week. Next time, next time..."
"You didn't go home for over two months, Little Cicada, and now you're going back two weeks in a row?"
"W-well, I've got to make up for it!"
Wen Zhixia couldn't be bothered to explain this little understanding between girls to the Stinking Taoist.
She handed Chen Shi'an all her bags to hang on the bike before climbing onto the back seat and happily wrapping her arms around the Taoist's waist.
"Taoist, let's go!"
"Seated properly?"
"Mm-hmm!"
Chen Shi'an pushed down on the pedals, and the bicycle rolled leisurely forward, leaving the bustling campus behind as school let out for the weekend.
"Oh, Taoist, isn't Shi Mo coming?"
"Yes. Shi Mo's at the shop. We'll pick the cat up on the way, and Sister Wanyin has a present for you too."
"Really? Do you know what Sister Wanyin's giving me, Taoist?"
"I do. She spent ages choosing it."
"What is it?"
"You'll find out when you see it."
Soon, Chen Shi'an arrived at West River Plaza with Wen Zhixia on his bike.
It was Saturday. A little past five wasn't peak time for milk tea,