Bai Yixuan's eyes drooped once more, his mouth filled with a profound bitterness. He lifted the coffee in front of him and took a sip. Although it was plain black coffee without any sugar, it still couldn't match the bitterness in his mouth.
Putting down the coffee and lifting his gaze again, he had completely reined in all emotion, his gentle voice as soothing as before, he responded slowly, "It's nothing."
"It's nothing?" Ling Chuxia was slightly astonished. If it was something important, how could it be nothing now?
Bai Yixuan's voice rose softly again, "It's no longer important."
Ling Chuxia's brows furrowed even more, puzzled, but seeing that Bai Yixuan had no intention of elaborating, she could only suppress her curiosity.
Shi Che listened to Bai Yixuan's words, the corners of his lips curling imperceptibly.
