The afterglow of the setting sun spilled over the asphalt road, stretching the shadows of the two figures long. Lu Chen dragged his suitcase with one hand while tightly holding Huo Yao's hand with the other, his heart filled with a myriad of emotions.
"Nervous?" Huo Yao felt Lu Chen's hand trembling slightly, turned her head, and blinked playfully.
"How could I be? This is my home, after all!" Lu Chen stubbornly retorted, though a trace of unease was hard to mask in his tone.
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