Gu Yuheng, after leaving the supermarket, was unaware of the girls' gossip about him.
He walked in the direction he had come from while gazing at the distant scenery.
In early autumn, the maple forest in Jinxiu Valley stole a patch of clouds from the horizon, bursting into a fiery red. The sunset clouds at the edge of the sky had already darkened, tinted with a touch of indigo.
Dusk was falling.
Gu Yuheng made it home just before the last trace of twilight faded.
The supermarket was not very far from the Lin family mansion, but going back and forth took quite some time.
When Gu Yuheng returned, Lin Chuxia was barefoot, wiping her hair with a towel on the floor.
Hearing the door, she did not turn around; however, in the next instant, a pair of hands appeared around her waist.
"Why are you barefoot?" Gu Yuheng carried her to the bed, then naturally took the towel from her hands and started drying her hair.
