Two o'clock.
--------
After thinking it over, Chuxia realized that what Zhao Bingbing said makes sense. Zhao Bingbing's face scrunched up: "Don't mind me speaking pessimistically, but I feel that by the time you've managed to convince the elders, the opportunity will have passed."
"Then I won't go..." Chuxia looked at Zhao Bingbing seriously, "To me, every family member is important. I can't ignore them for some baseless suspicions.
Of course, wanting to join the mission isn't entirely for personal reasons, but I must honestly tell you that these personal reasons dominate my decision, so I must think carefully. Once you get married, I think you'll understand my concerns."
"I probably can understand, I'm just anxious for you..." Zhao Bingbing sighed and smiled wryly, "Or maybe I know too well the pain of loss, which is why I'm like this."
Chuxia looked at her and asked, "Still in pain now?"
"Occasionally."
