Pei Ye suddenly went silent, his expression frozen, and he didn't say anything further.
So the two of them lapsed into silence together.
"Pei... Pei Ye..." After a while, the young girl suddenly muttered under her breath.
"Hm?" Pei Ye turned his head to look at her.
"..."
"What's wrong?"
"...N-nothing." Li Piaoqing seemed a little deflated. She felt her heart beating wildly and chaotically. She couldn't muster up the courage to voice the realization she had just had.
—"Pei Ye... I seem to be very happy when I'm with you."
The seventeen-year-old girl continued to listlessly tread forward, her mind in disarray.
Pei Ye did not catch on to the girl's troubled state of mind. He calmed down the emotions that had risen in him just then; someone was already calling him from ahead.
The young man smiled and nodded in response, striding forward.