"If Junjun's mom gets better, I bet she'll cry her eyes out, won't she?"
"Maybe," Xiao Qingcang said indifferently.
"So how are things now, have you found a suitable bone marrow match?" she asked, feigning concern.
Xiao Qingcang sighed. "Hmm, his family will go for typing tomorrow!"
"Oh!"
"Let's not talk about other people. Did you miss me today?" Xiao Qingcang switched the topic.
Shen Hanqian's heart felt heavy. "I did." But not in a good way!
"Did you cry?" Xiao Qingcang laughed helplessly, as if he could see right through her just by listening to her voice.
"Cry? How could I, I've been too happy!" she said, forcing a laugh.
"Hmm?" The sound Xiao Qingcang made was very intriguing. "I sense a note of regret in your words. How about we make up for this feast when you get back, and I'll give you a double portion!"
"Who needs you to make up for it? Mr. Xiao, you can take a break!"
"Then let's fulfill the last unfinished practice!"