Anyway, there was only the last class left, so An Ran asked for leave and headed home alone with her backpack.
It was just that at this hour, Uncle Wang the driver hadn't come yet.
With no other way, An Ran could only hail a taxi herself. After telling the driver the address, she hugged her backpack and leaned groggily against the car window.
Fifteen minutes later, the taxi finally stopped outside the villa district.
In a daze, she paid the fare, then hugged her backpack and walked back home.
Who knew that just as she reached the entryway, she would hear voices talking inside.
Chi Father's voice came through. "Xiao Cheng, have you really made up your mind?"
"Yes."
But didn't you just say yesterday that you wouldn't leave us?
Chi Mother wanted to ask that, but then felt that saying so was too selfish.
She could only force herself to swallow it back and say instead, "Then when you go back this time, when will you be able to come back?"
