Do You Really Want Me To Leave?

It was more than ten o'clock in the evening, and the school gate had been closed. Lawrence couldn't drive the car into the school. After parking the car, he said to Evelyn, "Let's get off first." "Thank you for sending me back." Evelyn unbuckled the seat belt and thanked him sincerely, "I'm really sorry to trouble you today. Goodbye! Drive slowly when you go back. See you another day." Lawrence raised his eyebrows, nodded and said, "Okay." As soon as Evelyn got off the car, she heard Lawrence close the car door. She stared at him with her eyes wide open, "Hey, you..." "I can't let you go back alone. I'm worried about you." "So?" "I'll go in together with you." Evelyn was dumbfound. Then she waved her hand, "No, you really don't have to do this." "It's okay." "It's already troublesome enough for me to ask you to send me back today. Go back quickly. I can go in on my own." "Evelyn, didn't I say that you don't have to be so polite in front of me?" "But..." "You don't have to feel sorry fo