Fu Yunhe was definitely stunned, his soy milk spilled all over himself, but he didn't care at all as he pressed on, "What? What did you say?"
Nian Shutong looked at Fu Yunhe who seemed to have torches lit in his eyes, and put down her chopsticks seriously, locking eyes with him as she said, "I said, I'm going to see you off."
The corners of Fu Yunhe's mouth kept lifting, his eyes gleamed brightly as they reflected Nian Shutong's, and the aura around him was as beautiful and romantic as falling flowers in a drizzle.
She wasn't ignoring him or uncaring.
Fu Yunhe's mouth still cheered upwards, his eyes almost disappearing with his smile, which made Nian Shutong admit she couldn't bear to watch.
Was he so happy just because she was going to accompany him a short way?
Although Nian Shutong, who understood she liked Fu Yunhe, had made some progress, her other love cells hadn't been activated yet.
