Shi Aoju had his hands in his pockets, leaning against the wall. The dim light from the hall illuminated the edges of his vague silhouette, the moonlight obscured by thick smog, making it impossible to see the expression on his face in the pitch-black night.
Su Jiuyi stood not far from the steps, watching him for a while, then smiled, showing her gleaming white teeth.
"What are you giggling at?" His usually indifferent nature was always easily washed away by her carefree laughter, and his mood improved significantly because of her.
She didn't say anything, taking big strides like jumping in hopscotch as she came to his side. The height difference between the two was already considerable, and now, standing on the steps, Shi Aoju looked down at her even more.
"Have you still been in touch with that little lover recently?" He crossed his arms and raised his eyebrows in inquiry, his expression full of teasing.
Su Jiuyi naturally knew that Shi Aoju was referring to Ye Han.
