So he had never considered this question, but if he were to think about it now, Xiao Qimo tilted his head slightly and answered her question very seriously.
"If the person I were waiting for was you, for me, it wouldn't be waiting, but..."
The rest of his words were left unsaid as he quietly watched her.
He was slowly stirring up those naive buds of unwittingness within her.
Lu Mian blinked, a hint of confusion still lingering in the depths of her eyes.
Xiao Qimo gently rubbed her head, "Go back and think about it."
Lu Mian noted down patiently: If it's not waiting, then what is it?
Like this, the two of them returned to Zitan Pavilion in a disjointed conversation; when they entered, they found that although it should have been relatively quiet during the training period, there was a bustling noise coming from the courtyard and the hall.
Xiao Qimo and Lu Mian exchanged glances and walked toward the hall in step.
