Bai Lian opened the door of the mini-fridge, took a glance, grabbed a bottle of Sprite, and handed it to Wen Zhixia with one hand, "Why did you come so late?"
Wen Zhixia accepted the Sprite from the other person.
It was the drink Wen Zhixia liked.
Wen Zhixia leaned against the table, feeling quite strange, she felt that the person in front of her was not the silly dog she knew, but also felt inexplicably familiar.
"I was afraid you would suddenly return to Xiangcheng tomorrow." Wen Zhixia lowered her eyes and took a sip of Sprite.
The living room's lighting wasn't dim; the white light illuminated Bai Lian's face while the air conditioning blew her hair. She sat down on the sofa, too lazy to move, and kicked the trash can to the side, "That's unlikely."
The casual atmosphere made Wen Zhixia relax as well, she fiddled with the Sprite can, "You've changed a lot."