"Don't be like that, brother, you can trust Old Zhang here!" Lin Xi coaxed.
Lin Xian apologized slightly, smiling: "I didn't mean it like that, I really have something tomorrow, I need to catch up
on some sleep."
Upon hearing this, Zhang Ze nodded and said with a smile: "No worries, let's gather again next time!"
"See you guys later!"
Lin Xian waved his hand, grabbed his wallet and keys, and left Starlight Mansion.
By late autumn, Jinling at 5 am was still pitch black.
The cold wind blew, invigorating his entire spirit.
To be honest, he didn't actually have anything tomorrow, he used that excuse simply because he didn't want
to eat fast food.
As for why... because he has certain preferences.
This isn't some strange fetish; at least Lin Xian himself thinks it's quite normal.
Just like Qin Shi said, there are no perfect personalities in this world.
Everyone has their flaws, and flaws are also a part of personality.
