Chapter 3: The Plainclothes Officers Begin Surveillance and Tracking
Luo City University was quite large. By the time Qin Guanglin finished setting up the painting and walked out, it was already five o'clock.
Retracing his steps, he once again reached the traffic lights. Looking at the small hand on his sleeve, Qin Guanglin suddenly regretted: why hadn't he worn a short-sleeve shirt in this hot weather?
He adamantly refused to admit he was being inappropriate; he just wanted to see where she would grab if there were no sleeves... the hem of his shirt?
Thinking of this, he looked up at He Fang's face, only to find her looking at him with suspicion.
"What are you thinking?" He Fang's gaze moved to his sleeve and then back at him.
"Nothing." Qin Guanglin avoided her eyes, pretending to look at the traffic light.
"Really?" He Fang laughed, then her small hand moved, grabbing his hand.
It was soft, a little cool.
Qin Guanglin's heart suddenly skipped a beat. He didn't dare look down at her. He hesitated for a moment, then subtly tightened his grip.
He stealthily took a breath. In his twenties, and merely holding hands, what's there to be nervous about?
But holding hands... was this more than friendship?