Yang Xiayun was getting impatient; she was still thinking about going to see Master Tang make candy with Linyu. She heard that Master Tang had come out with several new kinds of candies, not the usual sweet or sour ones, but ones with a salty flavor instead.
"You..." Luo Linhao felt a stuffiness in his chest, this brat truly was young and didn't understand the sorrow of parting.
"Brat, I'm leaving now, and you, you won't miss me?" After holding it in for a while, Luo Linhao finally managed to get another sentence out.
Then he eagerly looked at Yang Xiayun, but all he got from her, after she circled around him for a while, was, "Will I get candy if I miss you?"
Luo Linhao: ...So, he's not even as attractive as a box of candies?
"Come here, Yunyun." Luo Linhao felt it was necessary to have a serious talk with her. As Yang Xiayun walked over, he took her little hand and said, "Yunyun, you know we're betrothed, right?"
"Mhm," Yang Xiayun nodded.
