Gong Shirao woke as if from a dream: "Zhan... Zhan senior, why haven't you left yet?"
"I checked the map, Yuxi Third Primary School is nearby, about ten minutes from here. We have plenty of time to reach there, let's have some breakfast before heading out." Zhan Nanjue said.
"..." Gong Shirao stared blankly at Zhan Nanjue.
He really is very reliable.
This kind of reliability, it's all because of Ou Yimo, isn't it...
A vague feeling swept through Gong Shirao's heart; the situation was special yesterday, and she couldn't help but forget to keep distance from him.
But now the sky is clear, the rain has stopped, the thunder and lightning and stormy night have long since passed, and their three minutes are long over...
She can only face him sensibly, sensibly, more sensibly. Those uncontrollable emotions from last night cannot exist anymore.
"No need, I don't eat breakfast." Gong Shirao said, "Time is tight, please make way!"
