"I'm not feeling unwell anywhere."
After Lin Xiang said this, she ran off as if escaping, diving into Chunya's room.
Chunya followed right behind her into the room. As soon as she closed the door, she leaned toward Lin Xiang, "What were you and Brother Ah Yun talking about just now? Why did you run back with a face all flushed?"
"Nothing." Lin Xiang shook her head in denial, "I just felt a bit hot."
Chunya glanced at the raging cold wind outside the window, noncommittal to Lin Xiang's words, "Fine, if you don't want to say, I'll ask Brother Ah Yun."
"Don't..."
Lin Xiang couldn't stop Chunya, so she simply flopped onto the bed and lay there like a defeatist.
Since traveling through books to this place, Lin Xiang had managed everything with ease, never encountering a particularly tricky situation.
Except when it came to Cheng Jinyun, for the first time, she felt at a loss, having no idea what to do.
