Twenty minutes earlier, in the square outside Sacrifice Cathedral, amid the surging crowd, two figures stood quietly among them, watching everything before them.
Amid the feverish joy, they alone seemed entirely unrelated to it.
They stood in silence for a long, long time...
As though waiting for a friend who had confidently declared they were heading out half an hour ago, they gradually grew restless, gradually grew irritated.
Yet in that silence, it felt like riding an elevator to the top floor of an ultra-high-rise.
After pressing the button, it rose slowly upward with no end in sight, and the endless silence gradually became awkward.
So they began making conversation out of nothing...
"The sky is very blue."
"Mm."
"The wind is pretty nice too."
"Indeed."
"..."
"..."
The brief conversation did not dispel the awkwardness. Instead, it made the silence seem deafening.
Seeing Wen Wen grow restless again, Ji Jue could not help sighing. Taking advantage of his remaining height advantage, he patted her shoulder reassuringly, then hurriedly changed the subject before she could react. "What exactly did you want to say, Wen Jie?"
Wen Wen crossed her arms and stamped her feet. Before she had time to get annoyed over Ji Jue patting her shoulder, she sank into thought again, so much so that she failed to notice the faint curl at the corner of his mouth.
He could not keep the corners of his mouth down anymore.
A purebred Waste Ruins like Wen Jie, single-minded and single-threaded, was really easy to placate.
"...What I wanted to say was just that it feels a little strange."
After pinching her chin and pondering for a long while, Wen Wen remarked, "We've known each other for so long, and although we've worked together plenty of times, this is the first