After the car stopped, lights did not go off.
Ding Yinuo emerged from the shadow of the car lights and walked towards me.
He stood before me, pressed his hand against his forehead, and slid both hands into his pants pockets.
At that moment, he looked just like a child who'd done something wrong, his eyes reflecting a certain unease and uncertainty towards the future.
"Uh, Ayun, I... "
Before he could speak, I apologized first.
"I'm sorry, Ding Yinuo, I was wrong!"
Seemingly not expecting this reaction, he stared wide-eyed, looking at me incredulously.
I continued,
"Yes, it was my fault, I shouldn't have doubted you, I shouldn't have said those things out of anger!"
Ding Yinuo's expression began to change slowly.
His surprised expression gradually turned into a grin, as the corners of his mouth pulled into a soft smile and his eyes sparkled.
"Good, I accept your apology!"
His sentence was brimming with confidence.
He regained his buoyant demeanor.