"Wow, your companion left without any qualms."
The ¾ of a head on a tree branch chuckled. It leaped off the tree lightly and stopped in front of Qing Jiuliu, floating in mid-air.
The cross-section of the girl's exposed face was extremely smooth. When Sunny made a flip in the air, a part of her brain could be seen from the cross-section. That cross-section was so smooth and flat that it didn't seem real but looked cartoonish.
Click. Click. Click. Qing Jiuliu finally managed to light the cigarette he placed back in his mouth. He inhaled deeply and calmed down. "Yeah…" he said as he exhaled.
Blinking her large doe-like eyes, Sunny watched him with some interest, "You don't seem to care?"
"We are just acquaintances anyway," Qing Jiuliu burped, "It doesn't make a difference who I'm with. It doesn't make a difference even if there's no one."
