Tao Xiaman didn't say anything on the way. Zhou Zihao knew that companionship was more important than words at this moment.
Finally, the car stopped at the destination. Tao Xiaman had been here… before. But she hesitated and didn't get off.
At this time, Zhou Zihao carried her out of the car and smiled, "I can bring you upstairs."
"Let me down." Tao Xiaman was shy. She said lightly, "Help me up."
In this way, they went upstairs step by step. Tao Xiaman felt relaxed even with her injured leg. She realized that time had flown by once she saw the familiar old lock on the door.
"Master Zhou, are you at home? Master Zhou?" Zhou Zihao knocked at the door but there was no response. He frowned, "Is he out?"
"Zihao, the key may be at the top of the door." Tao Xiaman pointed at the left part of the door, "It should be near here."
"Fine." Zhou Zihao nodded and found the key after several attempts. "There it is!"
"I couldn't reach it when I was a child." Tao Xiaman added.
