Although they hadn't spent that much time together, habits are a terrifying thing. Just last night everyone was gathered together in lively spirits, and today they had all left.
A strange sense of melancholy washed over her.
Lost in thought, she wasn't watching where she was going and bumped right into someone as soon as she entered the courtyard.
Qinyuan was such a show-off; in weather like this, he was wandering around outside without even drying his hair.
His brows were sharp as swords, and whenever he was upset in particular, the upward tilt of his eyes naturally carried an overbearing, scrutinizing aura of intimidation.
Right now, however, with his hair frozen and sticking straight up in every direction, his fierce look was neutralized, making him look rather comical.
"Why haven't you left yet?"
Sang Zhi thought he had left too.
Qinyuan gave a flashy smile. "If I left, how would you and Sang Northern get back? Making you walk all the way to town in this freezing weather to buy tickets is something I just couldn't do."
Sang Bei's stomach was like a bottomless pit; he could never get enough to eat, and right now he was squatting in the corner eating a roasted sweet potato.
His little face and the corners of his mouth were covered in black soot. Hearing the conversation, he looked up and dropped a bombshell: "You're just more idle than the rest of them."Qinyuan did not trade barbs with him; instead, he lunged forward like a tiger descending a mountain, catching him before h…
Chapter 62