Facing them, Lin Guang didn't hide, and instead openly expressed his feelings.
"Familiar people and familiar things are gradually drifting apart. Just thinking about how these things will happen more and more in the future, and I can't stop it, makes me feel a bit sad."
It seemed somewhat convoluted, but apart from the somewhat confused Lisa, both Vishdair and Chelina understood.
All along, Lin Guang seemed to very much dislike that feeling of "loss".
No matter when, in any situation.
Lin Guang could "gain" less.
But he didn't want to "lose" anything he had owned.
—Compared to his usual mature and resolute demeanor... this seemed to be surprisingly childish.
This thought suddenly flashed through Vishdair's mind.
She thought for a moment, and suddenly spoke: "Put down the chopsticks, push the chair back a bit."
"...?"
Lin Guang was a bit puzzled, but still complied.
At this moment, the silver-haired girl suddenly stood up.
