That evening, the two still went to Huifeng Building and had a big meal.
Perhaps to cover up each other's awkwardness, the meal was eaten in silence.
Xiao Jie had resolved a matter weighing on his mind, and his appetite was great.
Even though he wasn't hungry, he still ate with gusto.
It was just that when he looked at An Ran, his gaze grew a bit more complex.
He thought to himself that he was nearly reaching thirty, and it might be time to start a relationship. Although he thought rationally about this, emotionally, he didn't feel a strong impulse to search for love.
Just occasionally reminiscing about the ambiguous moments that had just transpired did stir some unusual feelings in him.
It had to be said, An Ran was indeed quite charming and a very loyal friend.
An Ran also ate her meal exceptionally quietly that day.