"Alright. Say what you will. I'm with you."
Their eyes met. In her bright, stubborn gaze, Lu Xiu saw his own reflection, a tiny speck.
Though so many words were caught in his heart, in the end, they all dissolved into a barely audible sigh.
'So be it.'
At least, in this moment, they were present for each other.
"I know you're tired. I'm a bit tired myself. After we finish this tea, let's go rest."
Lu Xiu was the first to look away. His gaze fell back to the teacup, which he picked up again. His quiet voice was heavy with exhaustion.
"Jinye is a thousand miles from Pingzhou. It must have been difficult for you to bring this so far. How could I refuse such a kind gesture?"
The tea itself told no tales, but the slightest expression could betray a hidden heart.
Lu Xiu lowered his gaze and smiled, then raised his hand and drank it all in one gulp.
