The long-haired girl's eyes seemed both sharp and cold as her glossy black hair swayed in the wind behind her, sending a slight chill through his heart.
They had gone to school together that morning, and the girl had worn this expression the whole time.
In fact, they hadn't spoken a word to each other all day. This state had persisted from the night before, through dinner, sleep, waking, leaving the house, and during the breaks, lasting almost half a day.
Those past habits of watching discs on the sofa every night and saying goodnight before sleeping naturally couldn't continue under these circumstances.
Xu Xiangyang certainly didn't want this "Cold War" to go on, but on the other hand, he felt the distance gave him a temporary sense of relief.
Because he still hadn't managed to completely adjust his mindset.
