Late the next morning, a little after nine, Jiang Baizhou was leaning against the bedroom doorframe with his legs crossed, hands tucked in his trouser pockets. He watched Cen Jin as she busied herself, moving back and forth between the bathroom and the wardrobe, his eyes narrowing slightly as he followed her busy silhouette. "Where are you guys going later?" he asked.
"To Shi Shu's place."
"What for?"
"For a meal!"
"Lu Shishu can cook?"
"Nope."
"Then why go to her place?"
"It's Shi Shu's birthday today! Don't tell me you forgot? When Feici called me yesterday, I put it on speaker, you heard it too. Besides, we've known Shi Shu for so long, and you don't even remember her birthday?"
Jiang Baizhou pursed his lips, somewhat guilty as he turned his head away and coughed lightly, "Remembering yours is enough."
