"Sister Fang Qing, what are you doing?"
"Don't say I didn't warn you."
Just as the two women stood and sat, trapped in a silent yet deafening standoff, Hong Xiaoyu and Duan Xueying returned.
"Just went to the restroom."
Fang Qing turned around, acting fairly naturally, brushing past the couple,
to the restroom.
It's quite normal.
But why carry clothes?
The heating in the store is so adequate.
Hong Xiaoyu glanced back with bewilderment and returned to his seat with his girlfriend.
"Did you puke?"
Li Shuru asked with a smile, driving the other away, yet she remained completely unperturbed.
"Of course not."
Hong Xiaoyu's attention shifted as he wiped off some water droplets left on his chin, "It's just too hot, I washed my face."
A stubbornness unique to men.
Li Shuru glanced at Duan Xueying.
Hong Xiaoyu cleared his throat, "Sis, come on, let's continue drinking."
Li Shuru lifted her empty cup, "I thought you fell in there, so I didn't wait for you."
