Wesley sighed; in her updates, he couldn't find much information about Iceland.
She seemed to hardly talk about it.
Perhaps, because it's too sad.
Sad, yet romantic.
Wesley found a hotel to settle down in; he wanted to explore the place thoroughly, to know where the fun spots were, and to understand what Xiao Qiao liked about here.
He would eventually find it out.
In Xiao Qiao's way.
He realized he had been living in Xiao Qiao's way, with his personality, he couldn't possibly commit theft, nor could he possibly steal a painting.
However, he did steal it, and didn't regret it.
This had crossed the line in his heart, Wesley thought; turns out, this was Xiao Qiao's way of life.
Following Xiao Qiao's way of life, should he be hitting on girls?
Wesley laughed at himself.
If he dared to, she would probably jump up and hit him.
