The atmosphere became a bit awkward, so Dabao explained, "It's not that I don't like you, it's just... we're all still young, and it's hard to say what will happen in the future. Let's just stay as we were, good friends."
That's the only way to feel comfortable and at ease.
"Yeah, I understand. I'm already very satisfied that you're willing to be my friend," Tian Xiaobei said.
And Dabao didn't dislike him, which meant he still had a chance.
Dabao was such a cute girl—outwardly careless, but when it came to this, she needed to take it slow. You couldn't rush her.
"Abao, once you've finished cutting the vegetables, go ahead and cook them," Abao said, "I've almost finished chopping the firewood. Look at me—really clumsy, can't even chop wood properly."
"It doesn't matter, as long as you can heal people. Oh, you're eating at our place, should we let Auntie Zhao know?" Dabao asked.
