Lu You sat down next to Xiaoqi, "Do you want some water?"
"No need, I've already drunk too much, I'm feeling quite bloated."
"How about an apple?"
"If it's not too much trouble, could you peel one for me? I feel like eating an apple."
"Mm, sure."
Lu You changed the subject, lowered his head, and picked up a red apple, patiently peeling it for Xiaoqi.
Throughout the drive, he was distracted.
Constantly thinking about this matter, feeling that he had let Xiaoqi down, even though he wasn't in any position relative to Xia Xia to say or express anything.
But he thought that Xiaoqi shouldn't have to bear these consequences. After all, she's just a girl in her early twenties.
Destiny has been harsh enough; why does it have to treat her like this?
"Lu You?"
"Mm?"
"Don't cry."
"I'm not."
"Mm, don't feel bad for me either."
Lu You was silent...
