Han Qiao instinctively grabbed Heng Yi's clothes.
Heng Yi also held her shoulders.
"Sister Ah Qiao?"
"I'm fine!" Han Qiao pushed Heng Yi away and took a few steps back.
Heng Yi's voice was a bit hoarse. He opened his mouth to say something, but Han Qiao took a few steps back as if he was a ferocious beast.
Heng Yi froze on the spot.
"Dacheng and the others seem to be looking for you. You should go over first." Han Qiao whispered.
Heng Yi was motionless.
She pushed him. "Heng Yi?"
Heng Yi suddenly came back to his senses and called out in a hoarse voice, "Sister Qiao, I…"
"Hurry up and go over." Han Qiao left first.
Heng Yi turned to look at Han Qiao's back.
She clenched her fists and walked to the front yard.
However, Heng Yi was a little absent-minded. He didn't have much to say.
July 25th
Han Qiao moved into the new house.