Aiden Jiang's hand instead tightened, his fingers squeezing, the intention unmistakably clear.
Aurora Cooper leaned her head against his chest and remained silent.
...
Aurora clutched his shirt, unable to help but mutter inwardly.
Every moment was tormenting.
Aiden had been teasing her all the way, maintaining a serious demeanor.
No one knew how long it had been before the car finally stopped, enveloped in silence.
"We're here," the driver in the front said, still not turning his head, eyes fixed straight ahead.
"Thank you," Aiden's voice was steady, "Drive the car back and return at nine tomorrow morning."
"Alright."
The driver responded, after which Aiden pushed open the car door and got out.
He embraced Aurora and walked back.
Aurora raised her gaze to take a look, then paused abruptly, feeling strange, "Why aren't we going home?"
"Aurora." Aiden lowered his eyes to watch her, gently calling her name.
