Somehow, facing such a taciturn Luo Xiheng, Xia Ruoqi suddenly became a little nervous.
She stood up and said to Luo Xiheng, "Xiheng, I'm going to the bathroom. You eat first without waiting for me."
After finishing speaking, she left the small cubicle as if she was running away and went into the bathroom not far away to calm down her mood at the moment.
After washing her face with cold water, Xia Ruoqi's mood finally returned to normal.
She took out a tissue to dry herself, walked out of the bathroom, and prepared to go back.[
However, just as she walked out of the bathroom and walked towards the cubicle, a strange feeling suddenly hit her, sending a chill down her spine and opening the pores in her body——
It was as if there was a line of sight that was closely watching her every move.
Xia Ruoqi trembled with fright, turned her head suddenly, and looked around.
No, there is no one in the restaurant except for a man sitting at the table opposite the booth, who is reading a magazine——
The only male guest at the table had the magazine in his hand raised above his face, so it was impossible for him to look this way.
Is it an illusion?
Xia Ruoqi was stunned for a moment.
However, the feeling just now was so strong and real...
She could even hear her heart beating like a drum due to the momentary tension in her chest.
However, there is no one else in the restaurant...
Maybe it was because something like this happened to Luo Xiheng, so I had this misunderstanding.
Xia Ruoqi breathed a sigh of relief and returned to the small cubicle without thinking any more.
When entering, Xia Ruoqi casually lowered the crystal bead curtain at the door.
Luo Xiheng still maintained the posture she left in, sitting there blankly and not eating.
Xia Ruoqi was stunned for a moment, then walked over and sat down next to him, "Xiheng, what's wrong with you? Why don't you eat?"
As she spoke, she picked up the bowl on the table, filled a bowl of soup and placed it in front of Luo Xiheng.
Luo Xiheng stared blankly at the bowl of soup, still not moving or speaking.
"What's wrong? Don't you like it? What do you want to eat? I'll call the waiter and order it again." Xia Ruoqi said, turning around and preparing to call the waiter.
Luo Xiheng stopped her, "No, Ruoqi, these dishes are very good. If you order any more, we won't be able to finish them all."[
His voice was a little hoarse, as if he had a severe cold.
"Then why don't you eat?" Xia Ruoqi was puzzled.
"I just...want to wait for you to eat together." Luo Xiheng smiled and said.