The three of them sat in a kebab shop by the street. Wen Wanyu looked around, smiled lightly, and said, "I haven't been to a place like this in a long time."
She suddenly felt a twinge of nostalgia. Since Ruan Qingyang was gone, she never came to such a place again.
In addition to kebabs, spicy hot pot was her favorite food along with Ruan Qingyang's. That's why she opened a small hot pot restaurant with the old owner, Gu.
She fondly remembered the times when she used to enjoy the skewers with Ruan Qingyang on the streets. Those days were incredibly joyful and fun.
"Whenever I see you knitting, I am reminded of her. Qingyi, you know? She was good at everything and learned very quickly. But when it came to knitting, she was helpless. Her look of confusion was often the subject of my teasing,"
Wen Wanyu rested her chin in her hands, her face filled with soft laughter as she reminisced about the good old days.
Lu Qingyi just smiled and did not speak.
