Seeing the sadness of the girl beside him, Gu Beicheng unconsciously tightened his grip on her small hand.
"As long as you like it, it will be yours." He raised an eyebrow, his cheerful voice ringing out.
"I didn't say I liked it." Xia Yinian glared at him, still wanting to pull her hand back.
In the past, maybe she would have liked it and often envied Xia Chuxue.
However, now it seems she's outgrown the age of liking these things, and there's nothing else to look forward to.
"Hmm?" Gu Beicheng turned his head to meet her gaze and grabbed her hand again.
"It's true, there's really no need to be so exaggerated." Xia Yinian withdrew her gaze, using her right hand to stir the straw in the juice.
As long as she can be with her family or with someone she likes, even a simple life is a form of happiness.
"What are you thinking about?" The man leaned in closer and asked softly.
"I was thinking... about my family." Xia Yinian replied calmly.
