Bab 33: 32: Press Conference

The green trees in the park rustled as the wind blew past it's numerous leaves. The cacophony of crowd and pigeons spread throughout the sky as the flocks of these birds flapped their wings in the vast blue explanse.

In the distance, two figures, one tall and the other short strolled side-by-side. Occasional chirps of cricket interrupted the silence the two of them were in.

Lin FenXiang walked beside Lin QingLan with his hands inside his pocket as he listened to his sister ramble about her day and the college life in general.

He absently nodded along with her words, his mind drifting to his lover and their life before and after.

“—Are you listening to me?“ Lin QingLan asked, raising an eyebrow. No, he actually wasn't listening to her.

“No,” he admitted honestly with a straight face. “What were you saying?“ Lin QingLan shook her head.

“Nothing, forget it. Tell me about what you did in Britain.“