Xia Jianqing knew that he could no longer say anything superfluous. Chenxing had always been a girl with a kind heart and broad mind, surpassing him in this respect.
The atmosphere turned cold once more.
Both of them silently drank for a while.
Chenxing glanced at her watch; it was about time to head back. Otherwise, if Shaocheng found out she had secretly met with Jianqing, he would surely have a grudge and be unhappy.
"Are you in a hurry to leave?" Xia Jianqing noticed her movement.
Chenxing gave an awkward laugh and fiddled with her straw, "What plans do you have for the future?"
