But time just slipped away without a sound.
Future.
Where is it?
"What time is it already, how have you not come back yet? Are you planning to go directly to the restaurant with your school hunk?" Bao Bao called Yan Yan before she even made it home.
"Oh right, it's already this late, have you made a reservation anywhere?" Yan Yan asked Bao Bao.
If it wasn't for this call, Yan Yan wouldn't have realized that it was already dinner time.
The key thing was that Yan Yan's most important daily question, "What to eat tonight?" hadn't even crossed her mind today.
"I've made the reservation; it's that private Japanese dining place you've been wanting to visit that only serves one group of customers a day. I had to snatch the reservation from someone else for you; otherwise, you'd have to book at least two weeks in advance to get a chance," Bao Bao said to Yan Yan over the phone. (note 1)
