The meal with Murong Qiao could be said to be the happiest meal Nan Jin had eaten in recent times.
The girl who wanted to strike up a conversation with him hesitated and didn't dare to go forward.
However, there would always be a time when they finished eating. Nan Jin also had to bid farewell to his Little Sister.
"Then, it's getting late. I'll go home." Nan Jin raised his hand and touched the back of his head.
He used his actions to hide his reluctance and sadness and took this opportunity to take a few more glances at his Little Sister.
The smile on Nan Jin's face had yet to fade. He stood at the entrance of the restaurant, his eyes sparkling in the darkness behind him. He looked bright and lively.
Murong Qiao nodded lightly. "Alright, pay attention to your wound."
After watching Nan Jin leave, she prepared to go home. If she didn't remember the time wrongly, An Nuo should be home by now.
