"By the way, little brother, did you return the room card already?" Mu Zi asked, using it as a way to start the conversation.
"I left it at the lost and found."
"You really helped me out this time. If I hadn't had something come up at the last minute, I should've brought it back myself." Mu Zi's eyes suddenly softened.
"Everyone has times when things aren't convenient for them."
Luo Qiu gazed toward a tiny black dot on the horizon—probably a small island or something like that.
"You look like a student, aren't you? Did you come here for Golden Week with your girlfriend?"
She seemed to be a very talkative woman, and somehow the conversation turned naturally to Luo Qiu—but surprisingly, some of Mrs. Mu Zi's questions didn't make him feel uncomfortable.
