the night was deep, and there was no wind tonight, but there seemed to be a sweet breeze in the lake of his heart, blowing the spring water.
fu huan had just taken the yogurt when he turned around and saw fu yu following her downstairs. " how's your draft? you drank a lot today and stayed up late?"
"i don't stay up late."
"here, for you!" fu huan handed her the yogurt and sized her up casually.
fu yu was older than her, and she was naturally charming. even though she was dressed conservatively, she could not hide her charm. that kind of temperament and posture was something that she could not imitate at her age.
she took the yogurt and leaned back on the sofa. suddenly, she thought of something and laughed.
it was a brilliance that fu huan had never seen before. " do you really have someone you like? " she sat next to fu yu and asked in a low voice.
"what's wrong?"
"what do you think it feels like to like someone?"