Their gazes met from afar.
Xu Si saw the worry in his eyes, felt a soft comfort in her heart, and smiled, "Sure, come over whenever you want to."
Then she lowered her eyes to glance at her wristwatch. "Time's up, I have to go."
"Okay, Auntie, goodbye."
The night was thin, and Pei Zhen watched her leave.
He caught the scent of cedar from her again, the same fragrance from two years ago that could give one the illusion of serenity.
He stood there for a while before coming back to his senses. He then picked up the book that was upside down on the sofa, flipping through it with even greater seriousness than before. It was as if some interesting, engaging content attracted him, compelling him to immerse himself in the pages of the hardcover book.
Butler Ge, bringing him water, glanced over and, surprised, said, "Young Master Pei, are you reading a German textbook?"
"Thank you, Butler Ge."
