It's the first watch of the night.
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Ever since Zhou Mikang sat down, his gaze kept wandering subtly towards Chuxia. Naturally, he was the first to notice that there was something off about her. With so many people around, it wasn't appropriate for him to say anything, so he rose and walked to her side, quietly holding her hand and squeezing it reassuringly.
Chuxia's vision was blurred with tears, so she took the opportunity to rub her eyes on his sleeve, then picked up the tongs to grab some pastries in front of her and put them in a paper bag.
This shop felt somewhat like a small supermarket from the future, which gave Chuxia a sense of familiarity. She even wondered to herself, could the owner of this shop have traveled back in time too?
She then found herself funny to think so. If they really had traveled back, how could they just run a small pastry shop like this?
