So she does care a little, right?
It's normal.
Xiang Yiqing leaned back in his seat, looking at the car window. In the window was Xin Xiaoxiao's profile, quietly unlike her usual self.
He had a few drinks, didn't sleep well last night, and only took a short nap this noon after returning. Leaning like this now, drowsiness struck him.
He couldn't resist it.
"Xiang Yiqing, we've arrived!"
Not knowing how long he'd slept, deeply so, he only woke upon hearing Xin Xiaoxiao's voice.
Xiang Yiqing slowly opened his eyes and looked outside the window at his house. The car was parked at the gate's entrance. Surprised, he turned to Xin Xiaoxiao, "Xiaoxiao?"
She had sent him back home, parked outside the yard, and woke him up.
Clearly, she intended to leave.
Inside him was an unprecedented sense of loss.
But on his face, he expressed confusion, puzzlement. Xin Xiaoxiao was still angry about how he had just sent her home and left himself.
