Three Years Later, He Came Back Begging novel Chapter 336

No matter how slow time moved, it always came to an end.

When they reached the steps of her dorm, Lawrence noticed a plastic bag someone had discarded. He casually picked it up, walked over to a nearby trash can, and tossed it in.

When he returned, Bonnie was standing two steps up, making her half a head taller than him. She handed him a wet wipe. He took it, slowly cleaning his fingers as he looked up at her luminous, beautiful face.

Courage swelled in his chest. "Moving is going to be exhausting tomorrow. It's my day off, so how about I come help you?"

"I can bring June, too. She has a lot of stuff, so it'll save you an extra trip."

Bonnie brushed a strand of hair behind her ear, her gaze lingering on the cut on his lip. After a few seconds of silence, she agreed. "Okay."

Pure joy visibly overflowed in his eyes. He gave a restrained nod. "Great. Get inside and get some rest. I'll leave once you're in."

Bonnie nodded, turned around, and swiped her access card. Just as she rounded the corner of the stairwell, she glanced back. Lawrence was still standing there, one hand in his pocket. When he saw her look back, he raised his other hand and waved.

His smile was as radiant as the moon.

Bonnie lowered her head and kept walking.

Everyone was asleep at this hour, so she moved as quietly as possible. Upon entering her room, she noticed her roommate had come back to pack up some things, leaving the place a bit of a mess.

After a quick tidy-up, Bonnie showered and crawled into bed.

Lawrence sent a text confirming he was home, but she didn't reply, simply closing her eyes in the dark.

She thought the alcohol and exhaustion would knock her out instantly, but she still tossed and turned for a while.

"She definitely did," Lawrence said, his eyes briefly sweeping over Bonnie's messy, bedhead hair. "You haven't eaten, have you? I brought steamed buns and porridge. Go eat in the car while I supervise the movers."

Bonnie didn't argue. She noticed Lawrence had parked his car right behind the moving truck. He opened the passenger door, revealing a pristine lunchbox on the seat.

She opened it and immediately knew these weren't store-bought. She examined the clumsy pleats on the dough before taking a bite of the bun. "Don't tell me you made these yourself?"

It was a savory zucchini and egg filling. There was a time when Bonnie was obsessed with this exact flavor, and Lawrence would buy the ingredients and make them from scratch just for her.

Neither of them knew what they were doing at first, especially when it came to kneading the dough. Bonnie could barely help fold the buns, but Lawrence was completely clueless.

Following online tutorials, they would end up covering the entire kitchen in flour.

He would wipe flour on her cheek, she would dust it in his hair, and in the end, the only compliment you could give the buns was that they were fully cooked.