Ning Shuqian's death did not leave behind anything in Wen Xinya's heart.
At this moment, she was leaning on Si Yiyan's arms, eating the dates he brought back from the desert country, crisp and sweet, fragrant and not greasy, fresh and sweet.
She ate them one by one, and unknowingly, she had almost eaten a whole plate of dates.
Si Yiyan saw that she was eating happily, pointed at her with his forefinger and whispered, "Are the dates delicious?"
Wen Xinya held a date and took a bite. "They're delicious!"
"I want to try it too!" Si Yiyan lowered his head and kissed her lips.
In her mouth, there were date pieces that she had just chewed and did not have time to swallow yet. Si Yiyan did not mind, he rolled the chewed date into his own mouth with his tongue.
"Very sweet!"
As he kissed her, he ate the date that was taken from her mouth and tasted her.
"Gross!"