After they talked it out, the barrier between them gradually disappeared. The misunderstanding and resentment was relocated to the folder that said "the past".
As the conversation continued, Song Qingchun felt a big boulder had been taken off her shoulders, and a sense of lightness permeated her body.
This could not really be considered a happy conversation, but there was a joy sitting within her. She even rested her face on her palms as she smiled at Su Zhinian and lamented, "Times flies, doesn't it? Without realizing it, so many years have passed since our high school graduation."
At this point, Song Qingchun purposely frowned and sighed. "We're all getting old…"
"Time has barely touched you." Su Zhinian stared at Song Qingchun, and he uttered in a low, magnetic voice, "You're still as young and beautiful as you were then."
Is Su Zhinian hitting on me?
