Two People's Late-Night Snack

The office was very quiet, with only Lu Xin's soft voice filling the room.

He tried to slow his speech as much as possible and describe everything accurately, but he still couldn't tell whether Teacher Lu understood him.

Teacher Lu's face showed that she was trying hard to understand, but was also confused.

It was difficult for her to understand, and Lu Xin wasn't surprised. He could tell that Teacher Lu had waited for him this late partly because she was worried whether he would return safely after going out with Number Eight, and partly because she seemed to want to have a proper talk with him.

Lu Xin had no intention of lying to Teacher Lu, so he described his feelings as accurately as possible.

But judging from her expression, he could tell that she actually couldn't understand.

"I..."

Teacher Lu seemed to struggle for a moment before slowly raising her head and saying, "I don't think I can understand this feeling."

As she said this, disappointment appeared on her face.

She was disappointed in herself. Thick self-reproach and discouragement were mixed into it.

But after listening to her, Lu Xin fell silent for a moment before smiling gently. "It's all right."

"Very few people can understand this feeling in the first place."

As he spoke, a serious look appeared in his eyes. "It's good that you don't understand. That's a kind of luck."

Looking at Lu Xin's smile, Teacher Lu could feel the sincerity in his consolation.

But her mood didn't improve at all because of it. She slowly lowered her head and tightly twisted her fingers together. She looked exhausted and dispirited, not at all like the optimistic, lively person she had been before. Looking at her now, Lu Xin suddenly wondered if Teacher Lu's optimism and