But whether it was Lin Xingjie or Zhu Qingyue, they always dragged him into their conversations midway, sharing their thoughts with him and hoping to hear his evaluations and judgments.
Even if he expressed his refusal or showed an uninterested face, the two girls would still tirelessly continue with their behavior.
To be honest, Xu Xiangyang still felt a small sense of relief in his heart because, under such circumstances, it would have been normal for them to leave him out.
However, Lin Xingjie and Zhu Qingyue always threw him some difficult questions that left him unsure how to respond. As these instances increased in frequency, Xu Xiangyang found himself wishing for some peace and quiet.
...
At this moment, Zhu Qingyue had gone to the restroom.
Xu Xiangyang and Lin Xingjie sat side by side on the bench.
He placed his bag by his feet, moved his stiff and numb fingers, and watched the coming and going crowd in front of him, undulating like the ebb and flow of the tide.
