Hearing the commotion, Fu Weiheng looked up and saw Su Wan coming out with a cello on her back, pushing a large 28-inch suitcase. He frowned slightly, hurried inside the building to take her suitcase, weighed it and said, "Why didn't you let me come up to get you?"
Su Wan smiled and adjusted the cello strap slipping off her shoulder, "It's just one floor, I can handle it."
As he carried the suitcase down the stairs, he unlocked the trunk and said, "As your boyfriend, nothing makes me happier than you relying on me for everything."
Su Wan blushed and lowered her head, "...Mm."
The campus was particularly silent and deserted after the holiday.
The sun was just right, and as the car slowly drove out of the school gate, Su Wan half-lowered the window, letting the light pour in.
After a while, Fu Weiheng suddenly spoke, "My parents are coming back from Italy tomorrow." He turned his head to look at her, raising his eyebrows slightly, "Want to meet them?"
"..."
