Her hand was held tightly. In the darkness, Xu Su could faintly make out the silver ring on his index finger.
She was the one who had put it on him. Xu Su stared at it for a moment, then suddenly reached out to take it off.
"What do you think you're doing?" Xi Zirong caught her wrist, pulling her into his arms. "This is the only thing you left me, Xu Su," he said, his voice laced with grievance. "Are you trying to take it back?"
"...Never mind." Xu Su felt she was being a bit unreasonable. She looked at her own bare fingers. "I stopped wearing mine a long time ago. If you want to keep it, then keep it."
When she went back to her hometown, Xu Su had been afraid her family would see her and Xi Zirong wearing matching rings, so she had taken it off. She hadn't worn it since.
Her silver ring was still in an inner compartment of her backpack.
