Angry

There were people coming and going around. Lu Zhen looked up at Song Jia stiffly and opened her mouth to say something. However, Song Jia acted as if he didn't notice anything. He held her hand and walked forward.

Along the way, there were indeed many people. Occasionally, students would brush past Lu Zhen. When they reached the entrance of the third cafeteria, there were finally not so many people. Song Jia let go of Lu Zhen's hand and looked at her. "What do you want to eat?"

Lu Zhen was in disbelief. Why was Song Jia so calm again? Did he really not realize what he had just done? She was a little angry. Was Song Jia teasing her? Others might start to lose their temper when they were angry, but when Lu Zhen was angry, there was no change on her face. She only lowered her head and said dully, "Anything is fine."

Although Lu Zhen did not look like she had changed much, Song Jia could still sense that something was wrong with Lu Zhen.