Just sitting across Lu Xinyi made Lan Xiaoli's breathing rapid and shallow. She could feel her pulse pounding in her temples. It was a relief that she was sitting; she was deeply aware that her legs were shaking. She was afraid she'd trip or fall down if she was standing.
"I-I heard what happened to you at the campsite…" she stuttered, "I visited you the other day at Lunar Residence, but Miss Tang told me you're not going to stay there for a week and offered me to bring me along with them to visit you…"
"Thank you for your concern, Miss Lan. I'm feeling much better now." Lu Xinyi noticed a box of macarons on Lan Xiaoli's lap. "Is that for me?"
Her expression instantly changed from coldness to excitement upon seeing Lan Xiaoli's macarons. Lan Xiaoli passed the box to Lu Xinyi's waiting hands. She was relieved to see that Lu Xinyi's usual warmth was back on her face.
