We All Want Something

As she tried to brush him off and make a quick exit, Yin Hao turned to the vendor and ordered an ice cream for himself, confidently choosing a flavor without a second thought as though he knew exactly what he wanted. Holding his cone, he gave her ice cream a long, curious look that caught her off guard. "What flavor did you go for? Looks very fancy and… unique," he remarked with a hint of amusement and surprise. "Not on the menu—did you order something custom?"

Li Na forced a casual shrug. "I just asked for the best he had, so he gave me a mix," she replied, hoping to end the conversation as she reached for some napkins at the stand. She hadn't even noticed the melting, a few sticky drips now sliding over her fingers. Startled by the mess, she wiped her hand quickly. As she began to turn away, ready to make a quick retreat back to the building, Yin Hao suddenly interrupted, making her stop in her tracks.