But neither of them went to sit.
The warm autumn sun poured into the carriage, falling on their shoulders, bright and lazy.
Through the reflection in the glass window, Qiuqiu vaguely saw their intimate figures pressed together.
Like a real... couple.
…
"It's time to get off."
A low, gentle reminder sounded in her ear.
"Oh, okay."
Qiuqiu suddenly snapped back to her senses and followed Tang Song out of the car.
They walked along the pedestrian street for a while before Tang Song suddenly stopped, "Here we are, do you remember this place?"
Qiuqiu looked up and saw the familiar sign.
[Chuanjiang Beef Tripe Hotpot]
When she was on a motorcycle trip with Tang Song, Li Junyi, and others, they had dinner here before parting ways in the evening.
Since university, she would occasionally secretly come here alone to satisfy her cravings; the flavor was very authentic.
