The car has to wait for two more trains to arrive before leaving. It's really too hot, and no one bothers to stroll around. Xing Nong fans herself with her tiny hand from time to time: "It's still so hot in September, it's unbearable."
Luo Ye chuckles lightly: "From what I've observed, it shouldn't be a problem. Everyone living here is bouncing around energetically. You can't be that delicate."
"Annoying!" Xing Nong rolls her eyes lazily and leans back in her seat: "I was just making a metaphor, 'metaphor,' got it?"
"Luo... Luo Ye..." Liu Xing hesitates for a moment and calls out to Luo Ye. He notices Luo Ye's suspicion and guarded demeanor, and even abstains from asking how Nie Cui is doing, which sours his heart a bit.
"Liu Xing, what's up?" Luo Ye looks at him warmly and smilingly. There are only a dozen or so students scattered in the front of the train, with only the four of them at the back, making conversation quite convenient.
"Nothing... nothing."
