Zhou Zhi was very, very busy. This year, they only met during the new year. Now, in the blink of an eye, it was the end of the year again.
However, she would always receive gifts from Zhou Zhi. Among them, there were seeds, jade slips, and enchanted armaments.
Su Xiaolu often wondered how Zhou Zhi felt about her. No matter how she thought about it, she could not figure it out. Instead, she felt troubled. Later on, she did not think too much about it. This way, she understood everything. She did not hate Zhou Zhi, but she could not take the initiative.
If they were together, she would treat him well. If they separated in the end, she would not pester him. If they were not together for the rest of their lives, she would not seem to feel regretful.
She would take anyone's feelings for her seriously, and she would live for herself, and be a carefree Su Xiaolu.
Hearing footsteps, Su Xiaolu smiled and looked at Zhou Zhi. "Fourth Brother is here."
