"I guess you wouldn't do that," Lan Shan affirmed, a hint of surprise flickered in Gong Shaoyu's eyes.
"Why do you say that? Are you that sure?"
"Because you said you hope Xinluo has a good life, that's why."
Watching the girl, he didn't speak for quite a while, then after a long moment, he smiled and said, "How does it feel like there's no secret in front of you, no matter who it is? Do you have mind-reading abilities?"
Lan Shan smiled, brushing her hair behind her ear, "If I told you I could see through people, would you believe me?"
She looked up to meet his gaze, and they exchanged a smile.
"The food's getting cold, let's eat."
...
After they finished eating, they stood by the roadside, letting the cold wind brush past. Lan Shan turned to Gong Shaoyu, "Brother Gong, where do you live? Let me take you home?"
