"Are you sure?" After a long silence, Elder Zheng suddenly asked.
Looking at the photo on her phone, Bi Xia smiled slightly, "Who knows."
"Why," Elder Zheng looked at Bi Xia in response, "not sure?"
She shrugged, put the phone back in her pocket, leaned back in her chair, and like Elder Zheng, picked up a teacup and took a gentle sip, "Of course I'm sure, why else would I like him if I wasn't sure."
"Then why did you just say you weren't sure when I asked you?" Elder Zheng was puzzled.
Bi Xia chuckled, "Indeed, who knows, after all, it's a matter of the future. Whether it's decided or not... anyway, we've decided on each other for now."
Saying this, she looked at Elder Zheng with a smile in her eyes, "As for the future, let time decide. Feelings are such a profound thing, I don't want to dwell on it, just like now..."
