This is the city center, crowded with people and roads.
Trying to find someone who's lost their trace here is like looking for a needle in a haystack.
For a moment, Baili Xia felt a bit of despair.
If she missed this chance, when would they meet again?
"Xiaxia." A call came from behind her.
Baili Xia turned around suddenly, only to feel disappointed.
Ning Anran, panting and out of breath, walked up to her: "Did you catch up?"
Baili Xia looked at her, her eyes filled with complexity.
After a while, she said faintly, "No."
"Who exactly did you see?" Ning Anran asked.
Baili Xia ignored her and turned back to the coffee shop.
There was nothing to say to her; even if she told her, what difference would it make?
She had changed, would she still care about those feelings?
Ning Anran glared fiercely at her back, feeling helpless as she followed her back.
As soon as Baili Xia returned to the coffee shop, Mo immediately stood up and walked over.
