Si Fuqing replied with one hand.
[9]: A small hitch, will be there soon.
[S]: Okay, Blue Mountain Café, black hat and mask, blue trench coat, gloves, and scarf.
Si Fuqing raised an eyebrow.
He was wrapped up even more tightly than she was.
[9]: I never asked you, do you have social anxiety? Remember when we were singing at the bar, and a girl brought you flowers, you didn't even dare to speak.
[S]: Right, you have social awesomeness, accepting flowers from everyone, even hugging the girls.
Si Fuqing: "..."
Can that be called social awesomeness?
She was just trying not to hurt any girl's feelings.
The elder Mrs. Zuo was still pleading tearfully behind her.
With a light heart, Si Fuqing rode away on her bike.
**
In the city center.
A very quiet café.
Su Yang sat in the farthest corner.