"..." Ye Jiqing looked speechless, probably completely flustered by my cunning ways, yet he still bent his head and silently got to work.
After stopping at the gas station for fuel,
I handed the fuel receipt to Ye Jiqing.
I returned the extra two hundred yuan he had transferred.
I opened the blanket to reveal six transparent food containers.
Two boxes of strawberries, two boxes of baked buns, and two boxes of sushi.
The one with the heart sticker on it was definitely for Beichen.
I smiled and wrapped it back up.
"Cover yourself with the blanket. Keep these on my lap," Beichen said, pulling the car over.
He found a newspaper, wrapped the food carefully, and had me cover myself with the blanket.
Beichen said, "The north is not like the south; the temperature is quite cold here."
"Yeah." Being someone who is particularly sensitive to the cold, I accepted without playing tough and refusing.
A long silence filled the car until we reached the highway.