"..."
Seeing that Xavier didn't speak, Zena was not sure what he was thinking, so she became more anxious.
"Xavier." She thought for a while and abandoned her dignity. After all, nothing could be compared to her favorite career. As long as Xavier helped her this time, and as long as she could continue to be a designer in the future, she could go far away and never see him again. By then, no one would know how embarrassed she was that day, wouldn't they?
"I know I shouldn't say these. But when we broke up, you said that when I had difficulties and needed your help, you would try your best to help me as long as you could. You said this more than once. You should remember it, right?"
"Yeah, I remember it." Xavier nodded blandly.