The evening sky was like fire.
The highway was wide and deserted, with rows of streetlights casting an orange-yellow glow. Few pedestrians were around, but a bicycle moved slowly along the roadside, startling the moths fluttering under the lights.
Zhou Li had heard Tuanzi was back and really missed her. But he wasn't in a hurry. He rode along enjoying the evening breeze, pedaling leisurely, the freehub whirring.
The feeling of leisure was extremely comfortable.
Only, noise constantly came from the back seat—
"You're riding so slowly."
"Li Daimao has already planted the flowers you gave her. I just went to their dorm to see."
"Li Daimao liked them a lot."
"Can you go a bit faster?"
"How about I ride instead?"
"Aren't you usually pretty fast when you ride to class?"
"You..."
Zhou Li pretended not to hear and continued to ride slowly.
