Anning's pov (Not Edited).
I stared at Wanqing, hoping this was some kind of joke. She stared back at me with an expressionless face.
Ugh, I looked away first and with all the dignity I had left, I took a seat beside her. None of us said a word after that, she just continued eating as though I wasn't even there.
I calmly stared at the bowl of porridge she was yet to touch whilst cursing her.
"You keep staring at my porridge," Wanqing said, making me flinch. "So you want some?"
I slowly turned and found her staring at me with a raised brow. I offered her the sweetest smile I could muster then responded, "I'm okay. Thank you."
I sat there like an idiot. Now, holding Wanqing's empty tray as she calmly finished the last of her tea. The morning light filtering in through the window made me feeling slightly hot and sitting down this long only made my sore ass worse.
So, this is what I get for showing up.
