Before Qing Zihao knew it, another month already passed. He had been taking Christina out twice or thrice a week. They pretty much got to see all the pretty sights in the city. On those nights, he would pick her up then they would take the bus to get to the places that they needed to get to. From then on, they would talk non-stop.
Once they were done eating, they would catch the last bus and go back to the diner. They would walk in the dark streets and talk under the stars.
"What's next for you, Christina?" Qing Zihao asked. At this point, he liked her enough that he wanted to pull her out of whatever hell hole she was in. He wanted to know how he could improve her life quality.
She shrugged her shoulders. "I don't know yet."
"If you want to stay in this city, you would have to get another job than just waitressing. Your wage there wouldn't even let you have your own space."
She sighed. "I'm not sure either."