Submit assignment 014, scored _3

When he got out of the car, the milk tea shop was no longer open to the public, with only one incandescent light on by the window.

Bai Lian was doing her homework with her head down. It was a bit cold that night, so she had put on her school uniform jacket, without zipping it up, revealing the white embroidered collar inside. She rested her chin on one hand in a lazy manner while holding a pen in the other, her eyelashes half-lowered.

People passing by would frequently turn their heads for another look.

Jiang He sat beside her, engrossed in twisting a Rubik's cube.

The wind chime at the door rang, and Bai Lian and Jiang He both lifted their heads simultaneously to see who was coming in.

Jiang Fulai always had a cold and noble look in his eyes, restrained in his elegance. He was still holding his coat that bore the chill of the outside, his figure tall and straight, slightly bowing his head as he entered.