It wasn't easy to come over, and he felt that he hadn't had enough fun, especially since he had only now met Xia Dabao after communicating for so long. He hadn't had the chance to get to know her better.
His mother had said that they needed to pack up early, for they would be leaving first thing in the morning, so he was dragging his feet as he packed.
Just then, Xia Dabao came into Axian's room to get something and saw Long Aixi sitting there listlessly by herself. She hurried over and asked, "Xiao'ai, what's wrong? Are you tired from playing, or do you not feel well?"
"It's neither," Long Aixi shook her head before looking at Xia Dabao with eyes full of reluctance. "I just feel that time has passed too quickly. In the blink of an eye, we have to part again, and in the future, we can only correspond by letters."
