Tang Si raised an eyebrow with a smile: "Really?"
"You didn't know?"
Tang Si found it amusing, looking up at Song Yi: "How am I supposed to know? How about next time I wake you up and give you a kiss?"
"...There won't be a next time."
Tang Si took a slow sip of soy milk, speaking in a leisurely tone: "Do it a few more times, and you'll get used to it."
...
After the two finished eating, the atmosphere inexplicably became a bit quiet and strange.
This was their first time being in a relationship, and neither of them knew how to manage it.
"Are you really free today?" Song Yi asked as she sat looking at Tang Si sitting across from her.
She was conflicted inside; she had managed to catch him, but how do you actually date?
She was utterly confused and lost.
When she used to write romance novels, she could start typing away whenever she wanted, but now she felt all those books she wrote were in vain.
Tang Si stood up slowly, a faint smile on his lips.
