He was finally going to see Ya Ya.
The boy's feelings were complicated and hard to make sense of.
He was happy, nervous, uneasy, and even a little afraid.
Before seeing Ya Ya, he could still tell himself that she was his friend.
But after actually seeing the cold look on her face, would he still have the right to shamelessly call himself her friend?
So much time had passed...
Was Ya Ya still angry?
She had to be.
Otherwise, why had she refused to see him all this time?
Then...
Had some of her anger faded?
The boy's eyes flickered.
He could barely sit still.
"Song Xiaxuan."
The boy looked up blankly.
Huh?
"You're about to crush the pastry."
Xiao Xiao reminded him.
Huh?
The boy hurriedly looked at the pastry in his hand.
He really was.
Seeing how misshapen it had become, the boy smiled sheepishly.
"Grandpa Xu brought these pastries to treat us."
"Don't let his kindness go to waste."
Xiao Xiao smiled.
"And when you're nervous, eating something sweet can help you feel a little less tense."
I-is that true?
The boy blinked.
He stuffed the pastry into his mouth.
It wasn't as dry as he'd expected.
Instead, it practically melted in his mouth.
The unexpected deliciousness surprised him.
"Is it good?"
Xiao Xiao smiled and nudged the boy's teacup closer to him.
"Have some tea."
"Grandpa Xu's tea is good, too."
"Mm."
After the pastry had set the bar so high, the boy readily picked up his teacup.
The tea was a little hot.
The boy blew on it gently.
But instead of taking a sip,
he gulped down a big mouthful.
His cheeks puffed out.
Xiao Xiao couldn't help finding the boy's "chugging" amusing.