When they met again, Xin Shi was still the same, except that his hair had grown slightly. Suddenly she raised her hand and smiled at her relaxedly:
"Er Jia just said that I might as well live with you for the rest of my life."
Ren Wei seemed to have been hit by something, and his vision went dark. Fortunately, this pause of less than a second did not bring any abnormality to the atmosphere of laughter at this moment. She smiled dryly and refilled her glass - her throat felt very dry.
——If you really think so, if you really think so... Why do you...
Thoughts were like kneaded wool, and the voices of reunited friends were like noise, piercing the eardrums. She sat uneasily. The meal took an extremely long time.