Nan Zhe was silent for a while after hearing Qi Yan's words. Under her careful and probing gaze, he finally moved.
"Got it."
There were only these two words that came out of nowhere.
Qi Yan frowned. "Huh?"
"At least you have some conscience…" He picked up his chopsticks again and picked up the food casually. "I thought that after so many years, you had never thought of coming back or looking for me."
"How is that possible?" Qi Yan smiled. "In the years I've been studying in the north, I've never made a friend like Brother Nan."
"I often think of the days when I was fooling around with you."
"I still do. I always dream about the two years I met you."
"A friend like me?" Nan Zhe suddenly smiled and nodded without saying anything.
Qi Yan supported her face with one hand and looked at him as she continued. "Yes. Speaking of which, you're my only good friend in all these years."
