When the internet exploded, Yu Xia and Xie Qingci were out and about, hand in hand.
Because her phone was broken, she couldn't receive any calls. The frustrated He Ci had to call Mei, who, by sheer luck, avoided a lecture and was able to focus all her attention on Xie Qingci.
After holding hands, they didn't speak for a while, or rather, had so much to say but were too excited to know what to say to break the silence.
Yu Xia's hand was starting to hurt a bit from his grip, and she tilted her head to signal him to relax.
But as soon as she turned her head, she saw his tense jawline and the bobbing Adam's apple. He looked absent-minded, gazing down ahead, lost in thought.
Yu Xia found it amusing and shook his hand lightly, "What are you thinking about? Did you really come here alone?"
Xie Qingci snapped back to reality, flashing a carefree smile, "Nothing much. I came alone. I'll have to trouble you to take me in tonight. I didn't bring anything, sis."
