Chương 1233: Wishful Thinking

Cen Xi waited at the small river bank early, although she wasn't hundred percent sure that Qiao Sen would come. They had not interacted much since the last time they were like a house on fire.

She did not take this matter to heart.

After all, she was the one who had feelings for him and he had none for her. He only did that to her after being blocked in the washroom and having his belt taken from him by her.

She was at fault too.

Although they did not interact much, Cen Xi would occasionally find him staring at her when he thought she was not paying attention.

She was unable to describe that gaze. It was slightly cold, complex and bone-chilling.

As Cen Xi rested her cheeks in between her hands,, she stared at the clear river for some time. She waited for nearly an hour.

He did not come.

Cen Xi lowered her eyes, hiding a trace of disappointment.

It was likely he would not be coming!