The sweet days of enjoying close intimacy with her boyfriend after work are ultimately short-lived.
Xie Qingci's visit to the set is over, and he has to leave.
The two lingered in the room for half an hour, reluctant to part and not opening the door.
Mr. Yang sighed outside.
"I even came specifically at night to pick them up, isn't that enough for them to express their farewell emotions?"
He Ci, accustomed to this, replied, "Even a whole night wouldn't be enough. Just knock on the door directly."
Mr. Yang: "You go?"
He Ci: "..."
The two inside could barely hear the conversation outside because they were kissing behind the door.
Yu Xia sat on the suitcase, while Xie Qingci held onto the handle with one hand and tightly embraced her waist with the other, forcing her to tilt her head up as their kiss became hard to part from.
When breathing became difficult, Yu Xia pushed him away.
"You should go."
