Tang Feng couldn't help but know that his little sister was surely using the excuse of delivering fruit to alleviate the pain of longing.
Yet, soon after, he wondered, since when was a romance between a man and a woman such an arduous task?
They had dinner together regularly, it was just not the two of them alone; why the rush?
It was only later that Tang Feng would understand what they meant by "a spark can start a blazing fire."
At that time, Tang Su and that little fellow from their house tangled with each other so much that he, their big brother and uncle, itched with annoyance yet dared not voice his anger.
When Tang Su walked over with the fruit platter, the door to Lu Han's home was ajar, as if Lu Han, like a roundworm in her stomach, knew she would definitely come over.
After a brief moment of surprise, her heart felt even more jubilant.
It was as if someone was intentionally waiting for her.
Instead of genuinely saying goodnight and parting.
