Unlike the others present, whose attention was all on Ah Qing, Xu Chang'an, in no mood to watch the Sword Dance, focused more on Wen Li.
He ought to be paying attention to Yun Qian, but he was worried that if he kept staring at her, it would affect her enjoyment of the Sword Dance, so he simply set Miss Yun aside for the moment.
In this way, Wen Li, whose eyes were filled with wavering, faint excitement, and doubt, drew his curiosity.
"Senior Sister, did something happen?"
"..." Wen Li was slightly stunned. She did not respond to Xu Chang'an immediately, but said, "Junior Brother… wait a moment."
"…?" Puzzled as he was, Xu Chang'an still nodded.
Wen Li lowered her head.
Should she talk to him about it?
In Wen Li's heart, Xu Chang'an had always been that special one. The origin of this initial specialness was not that he was good-looking, but that there was always something unique about him that she could not understand.
