... Escape?
Xu Xiangyang was still holding his girlfriend's cool, soft hand, momentarily a little stunned.
Escape from where?
Was it about escaping something?
"You said that I had promised before..."
"Yes, have you forgotten?"
Miss Qingyue gently rested her head on his shoulder. The breath from the girl's lips wafted like a hidden fragrance, stirring his hair and lingering at the tip of his nose.
Xu Xiangyang's cheeks turned slightly red.
"Um. I'm sorry."
"Don't mind it, it's normal."
The girl nuzzled her head against her boyfriend's shoulder again, as if seeking a more comfortable position. Inadvertently, she let out a soft sigh.
"At that time, you probably took my words as a casual remark, right? If it were me, I would have found it confusing as well."
Xu Xiangyang fell silent.