It was the rush hour for commuting to work and school. When the two of them walked to the stop sign, there were already a lot of people waiting there. Han Yixing's head felt a little big when he saw this. It seemed like he was looking for trouble.
Meng Beichen frowned and said nothing, but the people waiting for the bus kept looking at the two of them, taking one look at them, quickly turning their heads, and then taking another look, and some looked at them openly.
Suddenly an office lady shouted: "Aren't you Meng Beichen?"
Then he covered his mouth in surprise, earning even more sideways glances.
Han Yixing immediately regretted coming to the bus stop with him. Due to the celebrity effect, she felt her legs wobbling a little while standing in front of him, and was about to quietly move toward the crowd.[
Meng Beichen reached out and locked her in his arms. She immediately shouted, and then... all the people waiting for the bus looked over, and there were a lot of comments. Even Han Yixing was recognized.
She was so embarrassed that when she turned back to glare at him, his face didn't look very good either.
"Let go." She reached out to grab his arm. She really felt that it was too embarrassing to be recognized in front of so many people.
"Don't move, the car is coming." Meng Beichen frowned and hugged her further back.
He didn't want her to squeeze in with so many people. As a result, the two of them could only stand in the aisle when they finally got in. Even so, it was still crowded, and the driver would never stop when facing a customer.
Han Yixing was relatively petite, carrying a backpack and holding on to the tabs on it. Her little face was bulging like a bun, and she stared at Meng Beichen who was facing her face to face with a depressed expression.
"It's all your fault. I could have grabbed a seat."
Although the carriage was noisy, Meng Beichen had already been recognized by others, so he was the one who talked a lot. He was tall and stood out there, but now he was even more conspicuous.
Meng Beichen reached out and took off the backpack from her shoulder, and looked around the car helplessly. With so many people crowded in the dark, did she think she could grab it?
He had some dark feelings about being back-to-back with a woman. The smell and irritability here really made him unbearable, and he immediately decided in his heart that she would never take the bus again in this life.
Or he reached out to wrap her in his arms to avoid being hit, "Xing'er, do you like standing like this very much?"