On the contrary, Zhuang Yibo sat upright and spoke first: "Well, because I will leave Bincheng temporarily tomorrow, I have prepared a little more dishes today."
"Really?" Shen Haoxuan still looked calm and calm, "You want to leave?"
"Yes." Zhuang Yibo said, "I am going to live in Huai City for a while."
"Oh, that's pretty good. Huai City is pretty good. I've been there a few times and I quite like it." Shen Haoxuan spoke calmly, as if he was chatting with her about normal things.
It's just that this kind of gossip seems a bit strange to the two of them, so Zhuang Yibo didn't adapt very well and just said: "It's not bad."
"I have a few friends there who have their own small businesses. If you get bored living there, you can go to their place and play. It should be quite interesting. I'll give you the address later.
." Shen Haoxuan continued.
This was really beyond Zhuang Yibo's tolerance. She stared at him in confusion for a while, then said in a low voice: "Okay."
At this point, Shen Haoxuan suddenly raised his head and looked at Shen Wangjin, as if he just remembered it, and asked, "Do you want to go too?"
"No." Shen Wangjin replied.
"Oh." He responded again and said, "Aren't you worried about her going alone?"
"What's there to worry about?" Shen Wangjin asked with a faint smile.
"How do I know you?" Shen Haoxuan said, "After all, you are so inseparable. Speaking of which, isn't it a bit redundant for me to sit here?"
"Have a nice meal." Shen Wangjin said, "Why are you talking so much today?"
"If I speak more, you will know what I am thinking, and if you know what I am thinking, you will stop thinking nonsense about me." Shen Haoxuan said.
After hearing this, Shen Wangjin looked at him again and didn't say anything more. He just said: "There will be many opportunities for you to talk in the future."
…
After this strange meal, Zhuang Yibo was escorted all the way to Huai City by Shen Ruiwen the next morning.
It happened to be the weekend, Qianxing went to visit Song Qingyuan, and logically brought Zhuang Yibo to Song Qingyuan's side, an absolutely safe place.
Zhuang Yibo saw that the relationship between Qianxing and Song Qingyuan was becoming more and more harmonious and natural. Of course, he was also happy for Qianxing, but every time he calmed down, he couldn't help but think about the situation over at Shen Wangjin, and he couldn't help but feel worried.
"I told you not to worry about it." Qianxing said, "As Shen Wangjin said, if he can't deal with such a small trouble, I won't trust you to hand it over to him. If you can't solve such a small problem, you
Aren’t you going to have to be scared for the rest of your life?”
"I'm not particularly worried," Zhuang Yibo said, "I'm just a little worried, after all..."
When she said this, she suddenly realized that something was not right in the atmosphere. She looked up and saw Qian Xing staring at her with some dissatisfaction.
"It's rare that you come to see me. Sitting in front of me, you are still thinking about other men." Qianxing said, "Zhuang Yibo, is this how you treat me?"
Zhuang Yibo listened, pursed his lips, and finally chuckled, saying: "Okay, okay, I don't want to. Anyway, I don't have anything to do every day, so why not go to school with you."
"Okay." Qianxing thinks this is a good idea. Firstly, Zhuang Yibo can kill time, and secondly, it's safe to stay with her all the time. "We can eat together, live together, eat together and go to class together like before. This way
The days have not passed for a long time."
Zhuang Yibo smiled, stretched out his hand and held her.