Anthony Young smiled, "It's up to you."
Lyra Smith, who was about to take a bite of her bun, wasn't surprised at all and said, "You must know how to tell fortunes."
Anthony raised his eyebrow: "What do you mean?"
Lyra turned towards the hospital, not caring if Anthony would follow, "I happened to sneak out to buy breakfast, and you happened to show up at this time. It's so early in the morning. It doesn't make sense if you don't know how to tell fortunes."
It was too much of a coincidence.
Upon hearing Lyra's words, even Anthony felt it was quite the coincidence. He followed by Lyra's side, taking his time, "Maybe this is our destiny? Perhaps in our past lives, we were a couple. In our previous life, I died first and came here to arrange our meeting and future. But then someone accidentally intercepted our fate."
Anthony's mysterious words sounded very convincing, like it was all true.
