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"Hello."
But just a few steps out, Lin Xingjie, who was following closely behind, called out to him for the second time.
"Yes?"
Xu Xiangyang stopped in his tracks, turning his head curiously.
"So, did you two really just have a chat, and not do anything else?"
The long-haired girl seemed nonchalant, but her glances to the side, intentional or not, betrayed her nervousness.
He froze for a second, then answered with a smile.
"Nope, we didn't have enough time for anything else,"
Lin Xingjie scrutinized him for a while before setting aside her suspicions and nodded in trust.
*
After reuniting with Zhu Qingyue, they noticed a middle-aged woman standing there.
Xu Xiangyang remembered her as the person who had knocked on the door with the tour guide that day; he had initially thought she was a fellow traveler helping out, but now she seemed more likely to be a staff member from the local branch of the travel agency.
She was there to meet them.
