"Aunt Lin, would you hurry up and go?" Song Yuxue said, coaxingly pushing on Aunt Lin's back.
"Alright, alright, it looks like you just can't wait to chat with Song Yun. Oh, you little vixen, what are you scratching me for? Last night you couldn't sleep a wink because you missed your Brother Song so much—mmph mmph!"
Song Yun laughed upon hearing this. After Song Yuxue had sent Aunt Lin out the door, the two of them didn't know what to say next.
"Would... would you like some water?" Song Yuxue asked in a voice as faint as a mosquito's.
"What?" Song Yun had been lost in thought and hadn't heard her at first.
"I... I was asking if you wanted some water."
"I'm not really thirsty right now." Song Yun said with a silly smile, touching the tip of his nose, but he was already cursing himself internally, goddamn Song Yun, where's your usual eloquence gone now? Why can't you think of even a single topic of conversation?