White Cranberries

Junsha's nighttime cityscape could not do without the bustling crowds. Stories of the past were sung from their lips, while they sampled the flavors of the present: a bowl of stinky tofu, a platter of crayfish, skewer after skewer of spicy squid, and cups of Chinese-style tea drinks in their hands.

The tea cups bore traditionally styled portraits of ladies. The romance of so many years ago bloomed in such details, embellishing the prosperous atmosphere of today.

Bai Hui ordered an Orchid Latte with double cream and double crushed pecans. For Liu Chang'an, she ordered a Cranberry Twilight, with nothing added.

If he felt it was unfair, Bai Hui could share some of her crushed pecans and cream with him. Unfortunately, he did not feel that way. Bai Hui hesitantly scooped off a little of the rather excessive-looking cream. She had already eaten a bit much today, and besides, once cream went into her mouth, it would turn directly into chubby flesh on her tummy.

"Sorry to trouble you." Glancing at Liu Chang'an beside her, who was as usual strolling along with unhurried steps, Bai Hui apologized out of habit.

After all, they were not boyfriend and girlfriend. She did not think it was only natural for Liu Chang'an to take her home. Perhaps precisely because of that, every step seemed to shorten the amount of time this treatment could continue. Bai Hui had once heard An Nuan say that Liu Chang'an could really walk—he could accompany her all the way from the School of Biology to the School of Business. How boring. Why not take a car?

"Actually, this Cranberry Twilight suits you better. Cranberries have a slightly sour flavor, just like the way you apologize." Liu Chang'an smiled.

Bai Hui's eyes flickered. She pursed her lips, but still