The first time she met Yang Qingtong, she ran up and hugged the little boy who was just as young.
She was still very young back then, and didn't know why she liked sticking to him so much. But whenever she couldn't see him, she felt like crying. It wasn't until she grew up that she realized she had liked him from such a young age.
Don't think she was unaware of Yang Qingtong's avoidance, but she had liked him for so many years now and wasn't about to give up at this point.
"Morning!"
That morning, when Yang Qingtong came out of his room, he saw Luo Linyu leaning against his door and raised an eyebrow, "Morning!"
"Are we hitting the road again today?"
"Yes, hitting the road!"
There weren't many words spoken. Luo Linyu wanted to mention something, but seeing his expressionless face, she swallowed her words back.
Downstairs, the servant had already prepared the food.
The two of them didn't say much, and the cold atmosphere made Luo Linyu feel a bit depressed.
