"She didn't lie to you, if she says she forgot, she really forgot."
Huo Xiahe saw him placing his hand on Gu Linxi's shoulder, appearing quite accustomed to it, seemingly not angry at all, which made his feelings become complicated.
With a forced smile, she said, "Forgetting something like this isn't good, right? Most people would remember."
Cui Jiangjing didn't mind, "If you don't remember, you don't remember, it's just a small thing. But you've lived abroad for so long, will you find it hard to adapt now that you're suddenly back to study?"
When it came to herself, Huo Xiahe's mood improved a lot; she answered with a beaming smile, "I got tired of eating ham and hamburgers every day abroad, it's still better being back. Sichuan cuisine, Cantonese cuisine, Hunan cuisine, the eight major regional cuisines, you can pick whatever you want, and if you get bored, you can have hot pot to change it up. It's like flying!"
