The cold in Country Y is different from that in Jingcheng; Country Y has no snow, but has an indescribable, damp coldness. If anything, it's like an upgraded version of the south.
"Cheng Weiyue, do you even have a conscience?" Jiang Jinran watched her stuff a piece of chicken into her mouth, then tapped the bowl with her chopsticks and said, "Didn't Auntie tell you to call me? Where is your call?"
Cheng Weiyue laughed carefreely, swallowing the chicken, and said with a grin, "I forgot, alright? It's not like this is your first time going abroad. What's there to ask?"
Jiang Jinran's lazy demeanor slightly tightened as he suddenly asked, "Cheng Weiyue, when I went abroad without saying goodbye, did you blame me?"
It was such a sudden question. Weiyue put the coconut chicken she had just picked up back into the small bowl, looked at Jiang Jinran seriously, and said, "Do you want to hear the truth?"
Jiang Jinran said he wanted to hear it.
