On the contrary, Wen Xian arrived with a beaming smile all the way, bantering and laughing with Li Zaijun, looking in a good mood.
She seemed completely undisturbed by the emotions of parting.
The man driving was naturally reticent, and seeing her like this, he said nothing, but his eyes grew darker and darker.
Li Zaijun, knowing better, entered the airport and quickly bid him goodbye, fearing that if she stayed a second longer, his gaze would freeze her solid.
"Lu Xiao, take care of this backpack, I've brought you a box of fruit to eat on the plane, and this—"
Near the security checkpoint, she took out a tube of hand cream and waved it in front of him.
With a slight smile on her lips, she said jokingly, "I bought this in Qinghai. When I saw it, I suddenly thought of you. The wind is strong there, take care of your hands."
Lu Xiao felt a tremor in his heart when he heard her say that, but upon seeing the pink tube of hand cream, he fell silent.