Xia Xiao said, "You're still in training, aren't you? You should hurry back, I'll be fine here by myself."
"I'm not going. I'll stay with you," Gao Jiaxing shook his head and added, "Are you hungry? I'll take you out to eat."
"I'm not hungry, but let's go for a walk, or maybe we could help out in the kitchen."
Staying alone with Gao Jiaxing in the room, Xia Xiao always felt uneasy, as if even the air had tensed up, like something was fermenting between them.
Xia Xiao busied herself with her water bottle, pouring water into Gao Jiaxing's, following her around. His tall frame was like a wall that she could bump into at any moment.
"Can't you just sit still over there?" Xia Xiao glared at him, and that look turned Gao Jiaxing into mush.
"Xiaoxiao, I'll be twenty-five next year," Gao Jiaxing said somberly.
"It's not next year yet." Xia Xiao handed him the cup of water, "Drink up quickly."
