Han Jing thought of this and couldn't help but feel a bit lost.
In the blink of an eye, more than ten years had passed. From the time she met Yun Feng and the others until now, it had been twelve years. And now, she still didn't know whether An'an and Yun Feng had woken up.
So, time really does fly by so quickly.
Lei Yibei was sitting right across from Han Jing, yet suddenly caught that fleeting flash of sadness and helplessness in her eyes. It was just eating something, why would there be... sadness?
"Is it not to your taste?" Lei Yibei asked lightly.
"Hm?" Han Jing's thoughts were interrupted, she paused for a moment, then shook her head and said, "No, I was just reminded of a friend who also makes this kind of food. It's just... he was hurt, I wonder if he's gotten better."
"Sister Jing, I..." Xiaoqi just started speaking when she caught Han Jing's gaze and froze for a moment, swallowing back her words.
