We can’t make a haste. 

"Here." Kuang Tianshi said, extending out the flute of wine to him. 

Lu Xifu opened his eyes and his gaze was incomprehensible. But still Kuang Tianshi couldn't hold his smile as if he could already read his thoughts. Maybe it came from the age of friendship they had shared. 

"Seems like now denial is no longer enough to keep you calm within." He said, not holding the wine in his hand for long rather keeping it on the table in front of him. Sitting on his side, he slowly took his sip to enjoy its flavour. "Mhmm … my taste buds cannot be doubted." 

Lu Xifu looked at his friend. His eyes were even though staring at him, his mind was processing a hell lot of other stuff behind.