"What's today's date?"
Sang Zhi thought for a moment. "It should be the sixth day of the sixth month."
'The sixth of the sixth month?'
Ye Qianning's appointment with Gao Qi was for the eighth of the sixth month. The fire outside was still raging, and it was likely already afternoon. A blaze this large wouldn't burn out for several days.
'I won't be able to get out by the eighth.'
'Thinking of that child's sincere enthusiasm, she felt a pang of guilt. I'll have to prepare some pastries to make it up to him when we get out…'
"What's wrong?" Sang Zhi asked.
"It's nothing." Ye Qianning came to her senses and pulled a fruit from her space. "Here, eat this. Replenish your strength."
"You have it." Sang Zhi didn't reach for it.
"I have more." Ye Qianning took out another one and took a bite.
Only then did Sang Zhi reach out, take the fruit, and begin to eat.
The two of them had completely forgotten about the group of people 'facing the wall' not far away.
