"Ah, a middle school classmates' reunion? Where is it? Can I make it in time?" The young lady with chestnut gold short hair was called Yilin, and she was also the initiator of this elementary school classmates' reunion.
"It's just downstairs," Clara gestured with her hand, a smile playing on her lips as if she also found it quite coincidental.
"I'll see if I have the time in the middle of it, and if I do, I'll come over." She said nonchalantly, waved her hand, then pulled open the partition of the private room and walked out.
After she left, another girl from a short distance away came over.
"What's up, Yilin? Did Clara leave early?" Cindy came over to the young lady's side.
"She said she has another gathering to rush off to, so I didn't keep her. Let's pack a portion of the meal for her later, after all, she's still a classmate, we can't forget her."
"You're still as thoughtful as ever," Cindy said with a smile.