Lian Chengye stood rooted to the spot, watching her retreating figure until she got into a taxi. He could no longer see her...,During class, Tang An'ge received a WeChat message from her mother: "Little An'ge, come home for dinner tonight. I told the cook to make your favorite dishes.","Little Song, you're back." An Xiaotu beckoned to her daughter, "Come here and have some snacks to line your stomach. Dinner will be ready soon."。