Mrs. Xu, Xu Zizhou's mother, arrived at Guixia Building and was escorted upstairs by a young shop assistant to thank Yan Qing. That's when she saw such a scene.
Two teenagers, a boy and a girl, sat together. To her, they seemed to be chatting and laughing. The girl, soft and boneless, propped her chin on the table, leaning to one side with a smile as she gazed at the boy beside her. The boy sat with his legs crossed, his face picturesque, exuding an air of amusement and nonchalance. His long fingers peeled melon seeds, placing the shelled seeds onto a clean dish in front of him. Already, the dish held a small pile of seeds.
The boy was Yan Qing, while the girl was Ling Hua.
Mrs. Xu hesitated in her steps, feeling she might have interrupted them. She was considering leaving and coming back after the acrobatics show to express her gratitude when Ling Hua and Yan Qing already noticed the person standing at the door.
