Xie Zhou lowered his head, watching their shadows stretch beneath the streetlights, and asked lightly, "So, have you been seeing anyone?"
Pei Zhengdu smiled. "Not at the moment."
Although Xie Zhou knew he had no chance, his lips still curved involuntarily at those words. With an air of casualness, he said, "Makes sense. Everyone at your club is a guy, so you don't get many chances to spend time with girls."
Pei Zhengdu raised an eyebrow, pinching the Little Ghost hanging from his phone. "I don't need to spend time with girls."
Xie Zhou faltered slightly.
Of course. Pei Zhengdu's career was going so well right now. How would he have time to think about dating? He probably found even dealing with people outside the club an unnecessary distraction.
Once Xie Zhou had reasoned it out, he didn't feel too disappointed. Selfishly, he thought that if Pei Zhengdu wasn't dating anyone, he could stay by his side a little longer.
"This is me." He pointed to the security booth ahead.
Pei Zhengdu took in the layout and realized he lived in an upscale residential complex, which eased his mind considerably.
At least it meant Xie Zhou wasn't struggling to feed or clothe himself now.
"All right. Go on in."
Xie Zhou glanced at Pei Zhengdu. He had matured considerably, the contours of his features growing sharper and more defined, but his eyes and brows still held that same tender, affectionate look. It made people afraid to meet his gaze, for fear he might steal their senses.
Suddenly, Xie Zhou felt a little grateful again. All those years apart had allowed his intense feelings to fade somewhat, enough that he could face him without losing his composure.
If this had been back then, he wasn't sure whether a moment of reckless