The hand holding the cup increased its grip, burying her head even lower, "Don't you want to ask me why I'm drinking?"
"If you want to say it, you will say it naturally."
Gong Shaoyu chuckled softly and said.
He poured himself another glass, still absentmindedly clinking it with hers, then tilted his head back to drink it down.
Taking advantage of the moment he drank, she quickly wiped the tear stains from her face and looked up at him.
Because she was against the light, and the living room light was on, the dim connection made it difficult to see her expression and missed the trace of red in her eyes.
"Brother Gong, I'm going home tomorrow?"
Speaking as if it were an insignificant matter, she feigned casualness, "Thank you for taking me in these days. If there's a chance when I go to Z City, I'll treat you to a meal?"
Not knowing if there would be a chance to meet again in the future, she said it only as a comfort to herself.
"Why so sudden?"
