Chu Weixu led Ai Zhiyi to a bench. He thought of leaving instead of them having to stand over the shop and argue unnecessarily.
They both sat on the bench, enjoying the candied fruit. Since Ai Zhiyi easily got sick of sweets, he could only finish three fruits and give the rest to Chu Weixu.
Chu Weixu reminded Ai Zhiyi not to buy meals if he didn't intend to eat them all, but Ai Zhiyi insisted that he bought them because he truly wanted them. After all, Chu Weixu was with him as a sweet tooth, so Ai Zhiyi thought that he didn't have to be worried.
Hearing that reason made Chu Weixu reluctant to interrupt but smile. Then, he took out a cigarette and lit it with a lighter. He then took a leisurely sip, while Ai Zhiyi looked at him with concern.
"What's so special about that?" Ai Zhiyi suddenly asked in a low voice.
Chu Weixu frowned. He turned his face to the side, asked Ai Zhiyi in confusion, "What do you mean?"
