The environment was elegant, and the table was filled with exquisite and delicious dishes.
Ning Qing and Yan Sichen were both silent. The only sound in the room was the occasional clink of chopsticks.
Yan Sichen looked at the unusually calm Ning Qing and stood up. He picked up a prawn with the chopsticks and placed it in her bowl.
Ning Qing suddenly looked up, her eyes filled with shock.
Yan Sichen’s heart softened.
He whispered, “What’s wrong? You’re still distracted.”
Ning Qing did not want him to worry. She wanted to smile, but no matter how hard she tried, she could not smile.
She sighed.
Yan Sichen said, “Qing Qing, you don’t have to force yourself.”
“…”
“Laugh if you’re happy, cry if you’re unhappy. You’ve always been like this. Why have you grown up instead? Your emotions are not as pure as before?”
Perhaps it was because she had heard him speak of the past, or because of the repeated questions from the reporters earlier, or… because when she was alone and helpless, she did not expect the first person in her mind to be Nian Lie…
She felt it was ridiculous, and she felt even more helpless and sad.
He was the person who had put her in such an embarrassing situation, but she actually subconsciously thought that he would suddenly be kind and help her!
Ning Qing was ashamed of her delusion.
“…”
Her hand, which was holding the chopsticks, trembled slightly. She used so much strength that her fingers hurt, but she still exerted strength as if she did not know the pain.
Yan Sichen realized that his hand on his thigh was about to raise to stop her from hurting herself, but he finally gave up.
The atmosphere turned from silent to heavy.
Ning Qing put down her chopsticks and said with slightly red eyes, “I’m sorry, Brother Sichen. I embarrassed myself in front of you again.”
Faced with her pretended relaxed tone, Yan Sichen forced a smile.
“It’s okay if I see it.”
“…”
Ning Qing lowered her eyes and avoided his.
Yan Sichen’s expression darkened as he said softly, “Qing Qing, when I came back this time, it seemed like you aren’t living well every time I see you.”
Some sadness that had just been buried surged out, almost drowning Ning Qing’s mouth and nose.