The partition in the car was raised, and the driver drove conscientiously without making a single unnecessary sound, forcing Shen Zhiyi to lower her head to meet Pei Yu's gaze, but she was too embarrassed to admit that she herself didn't understand why she had abruptly brought up the topic.
Silence spread between the two of them, but the atmosphere was not oppressive; instead, there was a serene quietness, tinted by the night. Pei Yu suddenly chuckled, pinched the back of her neck, then gently rubbed her full lower lip with the pad of his finger, with a clear understanding of her thoughts. He leisurely said, "If you don't say anything, I'll take it as you agree."
Knowing how difficult it was for her to initiate this kind of talk, Pei Yu fell silent for a while, "Did Xiaoran tell you this? What else did she say?"
