At that time, there weren't many people on the bus, and the lighting wasn't very good either. Even if someone saw them holding hands, they didn't say anything; it was quite normal for some women who had just come from the countryside to have family members help them on a bus for the first time.
Yiguang and Peimin found a seat and were soon chatting away until they reached their doorstep.
Occasionally, there would be a dim streetlight on the roadside, and the road was nearly empty. Yiguang still held her hand as they got off the bus, then extended his arm in front of her, the gesture clear.
Peimin turned her head to look at him, puzzled. He had been so serious before; was it because now there was no one around?
Peimin linked her arm with Yiguang's.
The main road wasn't far from their home; just a walk down the alley and past a few houses.
