Nangong Yun's suggestions for helping him, Baili Xia needs to first go home and think of a plan before deciding.
These are not things she can accomplish alone.
Maybe, she should seek out Dongfang Ji.
So, she is not rushed now, 'Haste spells waste.'
She has to wait, wait until the timing is right.
"Are you going to walk home?" Dongfang Jin, standing behind her and not keeping pace, casually inquired.
In his heart, he was still struggling with something inexplicably.
"No, I'm going to take the bus."
Baili Xia turned back to look at him, still wearing a light smile on her face.
But this smile somehow frustrated Dongfang Jin.
"Why are you always like this? Never changing?"
Baili Xia blinked her dewy eyes, not understanding why he suddenly chastised her.
Always like what? Like what?
This innocent look from her increased Dongfang Jin's suffocation.
Taking a big step forward, he looked at her tear-streaked yet not fully dried face, his expression darkening.
