Two women were lying side by side on the bed. Even though they had talked a lot since noon, the topics of their conversation were endless, mainly when they reminisced about their past.
They were also talking about a man, but their expressions looked awkward when they talked about him.
"Hey, Xianglin! I've told you about Mo Xie, so what do you think? Are you willing to accept his offer?"
Xiao Xianglin was stunned for a moment and shook her head. "Not yet. Wei'er, although you've told me many things about Mo Xie, I don't know him personally yet, so I haven't decided whether to accept his offer or not."
"I see." Chen Wei'er nodded in understanding, for she knew Xiao Xianglin's character very well and knew she wouldn't decide so quickly. "However, I hope you can decide soon, especially since you only have five months to live."
