Young Master Huang's Embrace

Huang Yize lowered his head and looked at his arm. His sleeve was wrinkled where Yun Bilu had been gripping tightly. His thin lips slightly parted as he said, "The rain is heavier now, and it's getting cold. You should go back inside and sleep!"

Yun Bilu pursed her lips. Puffing her cheeks, she nodded. "Okay, I know."

Huang Yize took a few steps forward, but Yun Bilu didn't let go and trailed after. She continued tugging Huang Yize's sleeve.

A hint of helplessness flashed across Huang Yize's gaze—he didn't know that she could be so clingy. He left his luggage on the ground and turned to face Yun Bilu. "What's the matter?"

Yun Bilu didn't want to let him leave. She couldn't bear to part with him, but she couldn't say it aloud. She was the most sensible and coolest girl around, but after growing to like Huang Yize, she became like an average girl. A wide range of emotions was overwhelming her. "Nothing. I'm just sending you off."