Minmin hadn't finished speaking when Gao Lingfeng had already swung a leg over the bike seat, pedaling with one foot and pushing off the ground with the other, turning his head to tell her, "You're so long-winded that class is about to start. Hurry up and get on."
Minmin looked at him and realized he wasn't joking. Underneath that imposing aura, it seemed that if she didn't get on, he would leave her behind. Without further thought, she took two steps forward and sat on the rear seat of the bike.
"Hold on tight."
Minmin quickly grabbed onto the iron frame under the seat.
Gao Lingfeng truly had the confidence. He rode his bike as if he were riding a motorcycle.
In less than twenty minutes, they had reached the post office. Minmin told Gao Lingfeng and hurriedly made a call to the commune in her hometown. Then someone on the other end actually recognized her voice, "Oh, Mrs. Shen, are you asking me to relay a message, or is someone there to take the call?"
