Sarcastic, really too sarcastic.
Wen Xiao'ai sat back under the shade of the tree, exhausted, leaning against the trunk, feeling utterly drained both physically and emotionally.
"Here."
A hand reached out to her.
Wen Xiao'ai lowered her gaze and saw that Nie Jiuque was holding a handful of candy.
The candy wrappers were colorful and very beautiful.
As Wen Xiao'ai looked at the candy in his hand, her mind was filled with the image of Jun Moyan, and she felt a momentary daze.
She looked away and said weakly, "I don't eat candy."
She didn't want candy, she didn't want anything, only Jun Moyan.
The hand holding the candy visibly stiffened.
"...Weren't you the one who liked candy the most?"
His tone was as if he was sharing his most cherished thing with the person he loved most, yet the other person didn't like it at all.
She had indeed said that candy was her favorite... why wasn't she eating it now?
"How do you know I like candy?" Wen Xiao'ai asked, looking at him.
