Sheng Qianxia lowered her head, recalling the madness of last night. His warmth, his passion, his arrogance, it all seemed unchanged.
He had once been gentle with her through the years, but she had lost him.
Sheng Qianxia trembled as she picked up the clothes on the floor and slowly dressed. Tears welled up in her eyes.
Just as she was about to grab her bag and leave, the door suddenly opened.
Gong Beiyao came back in.
"You... you haven't left yet?"
Gong Beiyao placed the breakfast on the table.
Sheng Qianxia added, "You weren't going to get breakfast, were you?"
"Don't flatter yourself." Gong Beiyao interrupted her, "I just have a stomachache and need to eat on time, so I had someone bring it."
He eats this much by himself?
Sheng Qianxia bit her lip, "Oh." Then she asked, "Then why don't you go out to eat?"
Isn't it true that he still cares about her?
