At the corner of the restaurant, two girls were sitting opposite the group.
The one on the left wore a pair of glasses, appearing all quiet and timid. On the other hand, the girl on the right had a ponytail and looked as fair as snow. Her eyes were exquisite, and her nose was sharp. Her eyelashes curled upward, and with every blink, it seemed like a butterfly flew down from the snowy mountains.
The beef noodle shop was an old one. The interior decorations were aged, but with her sitting there, it felt like her glow illuminated the entire place. Even though it was just her side profile, she was unbelievably breathtaking.
It felt like there was an invisible aura around her. It was pure and clean, and she felt distant, so distant that one could hardly get close to her.
The group went silent for a moment.
A moment later, one of the girls said in disdain, "She's…okay I guess."
"She's okay?" The other girl looked at her and saw an angry glare.
