"As long as you like it."
The girl lifted her head, her face still carrying a faint blush, gently exhaling as many hidden emotions in her heart drifted away with the warm breath into the sky.
She stretched out her hand to cup Xu Xiaoyou's face, her eyelashes slightly trembling, her eyes curved like crescent moons.
Looking into the girl's eyes, Xu Xiaoyou instinctively felt the urge to dodge.
Tang Xin blinked, then vigorously pinched Xu Xiaoyou's face.
"Next time for these kinds of things, you have to tell me first!"
"When I was there all alone, I felt really scared."
"If I had told you in advance, it wouldn't have had the same effect," Xu Xiaoyou said. "It might even have the opposite effect."
Tang Xin hesitated to say more, firmly staring at Xu Xiaoyou, and only after the girl showed a guilty expression did she release her grip, "Alright, I got it."
She picked up the guitar bag placed beside her on the park bench, moving along with the crowd.
