"That's indeed my problem, but that's not really my intention." Zhou Xuan tried his best to explain. "The day you brought the candied hawthorn to the hospital to see me, I wanted to express my feelings, but there was an accident…"
"I thought so." Shan Yue picked up the drink beside her and took two sips. "When we looked at each other, we already had our chance. However, because of the sudden knife incident outside, we were interrupted."
"That's right. That's the reason." As Zhou Xuan spoke, he deliberately put on an angry expression. "If that hadn't happened, I would have said what was on my mind long ago. There would have been no need to wait until today, let alone Yang Shuo."
At this point, the attendant walked over with the dishes that Zhou Xuan had just ordered. The two of them paused for a moment.
