Even so, after Tang Jingxing asked her like this, she felt even more guilty.
She... It seemed like she really was counting the days?
"I have a good memory."
Tang Jingxing leisurely enjoyed watching Lu Xinyou's reddening ears, and the melancholy mood he had felt that day because of her words had improved a lot at this moment.
After that day, he had been deliberately avoiding the little girl.
He wanted to sort out that flustered and needle-pricking feeling properly.
Thinking back to the fear in the little girl's eyes when she looked at him that day, Tang Jingxing's heart was filled with regret and uneasiness.
He was really afraid that he would do something to the little girl that even he couldn't predict.
But when he received a message from his little cousin claiming that the little girl was playing mahjong at her house, he couldn't help but go.
At the moment he saw her, he realized how much he had missed her, and how much he had longed to see her, during those few days.