"Hengyu, you..."
The figure walked closer, turning to see the scene and slightly lifted the corners of his lips, about to speak. But he noticed a familiar person among them and his gaze darkened immediately as he asked doubtfully, "Little Zhi?"
Ying Hengyu turned his face slightly towards Rong Meng who stood two steps away from him, curled his lips and sneered, "Didn't I tell you not to call me Hengyu?"
Rong Meng's face turned pale, she pressed her lips and spoke softly, "I'm... sorry, I didn't mean to. Just now, I came out with Hengxiang from the bookstore and saw you here, so I wanted to confirm it was you..."
"Hengxiang?" Ying Hengyu frowned, "He came out too?"
Rong Meng nodded, smiling gently, "Yes, I said I was thirsty, and he went to buy milk tea for me. By the way, why are you and Little Zhi here? And..."
She squinted slightly at Rong Zhi who was still playing games in the field.
