Her awkward and clumsy topic shift left Gong Ting unable to ask the question he intended, so he cooled his expression, "Are you rested? If so, let's go."
Xiao Yu quickly replied, "I'm rested; we can go."
Gong Ting took the lead in heading downstairs, while Xiao Yu silently followed behind him. Her gaze drifted over to the wall of photos, and she slowed her pace. Once Gong Ting was down the stairs, she hurried over, picked up the notebook, and flipped through it.
The notebook recorded unspoken words of love from couples, some proposing, and even some who wanted to give their first time to their boyfriends. She glanced at it and flipped to the middle.
As she started to write, her mind became a tangled mess, unsure of what to put down.
Worried that Gong Ting might come back up to find her, she didn't have much time to think. She quickly scribbled in her elegant handwriting, "Gong Ting, My Love!"
