In the long corridor, Song Sizhi yawned as she huddled in her down jacket, leaning against the wall in complete boredom.
She glanced at Jiang Muwan, who was also leaning against the same wall.
Her gaze was casual and indifferent.
"Hey----------------," Song Sizhi spoke up.
"What?" Jiang Muwan responded sluggishly.
She clearly felt a bit embarrassed about being kicked out.
"There's a nice barbecue place nearby, want to go?" Miss Song's reaction time was extremely long, or rather, she didn't have the usual worldly desires.
Her sole desire was to live happily herself; she cared little for others.
Otherwise, how could she still be thinking of having some barbecue after being expelled?
"Can you still eat?" Jiang Muwan turned her head curiously to look at her.
Song Sizhi seemed to have heard something amusing, shrugged her shoulders and retorted, "Why can't I eat?"
Jiang Muwan: ....
