Qie Xieling had made up his mind. He gave Luo Muchen his clothes that had been washed, dried and neatly folded. "We can meet up tomorrow," he said and walked past Luo Muchen trying to make this situation less awkward than it already was.
When he was leaving the room his arms were suddenly pressed against his body as he was embraced from behind. When he looked down Luo Muchen was hugging him tightly like he was afraid he would struggle.
His forehead pressed against the back of Qie Xieling's neck he started acting pitiful. There was no way in hell he was leaving like this just after getting Qie Xieling back. What if tomorrow he wakes up with amnesia like the night they kissed and started treating him like air again?
