He decided not to return the drawing book to her; he wanted to keep it as a memento.
But now that she asked him if she drew it, he began to doubt whether the drawing contained information that only she could understand.
An Ruo didn't notice the doubt in his eyes and smiled, "Because the handwriting inside is the same as mine, I guessed this was my item. Am I right?"
So that's what it was.
Xingtian secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and his doubt dissipated.
"Yes, it's yours."
"It really is mine!" An Ruo showed a look of delight and asked him again, "How did my thing end up with you?"
"You gave it to me a long time ago."
"Oh." An Ruo nodded and hesitated as she held the drawing book, "Can I borrow it for a few days?"
Xingtian thought, he had carefully looked through the contents already and there wasn't any leftover information, so letting her take it to look was fine.
He stepped forward and smiled gently, "Of course, but remember to return it to me, don't confiscate it."
