The unexpressed (1)

Stepping out of Dream High, Guiying was surprised by the sight of Zixin leaning against his car and waiting for her. He became a spectacle in no time and women passing by began gushing at his charming appearance that housed a sincere, patient expression.

With a light blush appearing on her cheeks, she walked quickly towards him. "Why did you come here? Aren't you supposed to be at the office?"

For the first few seconds, a beam of cheery light lit up in his gaze. It was a simple happiness of seeing her again, which deepened the redness on her cheeks.

"The meeting ended earlier," he nodded. "So I thought to pick you up."

"Oh. Okay. Thank you."

Zixin felt something odd and bent closer. Guiying rapidly blinked her eyes and with that lessening distance, her thoughts flew to a whole different world which assumed that Zixin was leaning to kiss her.

T-That cannot be true! We are in public!