Watt felt a bit troubled by this, but the emotion quickly faded away.
Hasn't she already tacitly allowed him to come and go freely here?
A closer relationship is a matter of time.
It's already the middle of the night; Watt certainly can't go back.
"Where have you been the past few days? Have you eaten? Want me to take you out for a bite?" He asked, standing in front of her.
Summer Sutton buried her head, tidied up her suitcase quickly, and stood up.
She actually didn't want to pay Watt any mind, but having sat on a plane for over ten hours, she was really hungry.
After hesitating for a while, she ultimately headed towards the door.
Watt understood her intention, and happily followed her.
At this hour, two a.m., the only places open are a few 24-hour restaurants and street vendors selling barbecue.
On a winter night, the cold wind was somewhat piercing as they walked down the street one behind the other. Summer casually chose a hot pot restaurant to fill her belly.
