The plane landed at two-thirty, and they reached the school just after three.
The two got off the bus and entered the school gate, carrying big bags into the campus. Zhao Qingge found it a bit strange that Li Peifeng was still following him: "Do you have a class later?"
Li Peifeng gestured to the large bag in his hand: "These are gifts I brought for you, I'll help you put them in the car."
"No need."
"It's necessary."
Zhao Qingge glanced again at the big bag, then looked at Li Peifeng: "Are all of these for me?"
"All of them!"
"None for anyone else?"
Li Peifeng shook his head firmly: "None!"
Zhao Qingge's lips slightly curved upwards, but quickly returned to normal.
