But the other person seemed to catch some sort of scent. A glimmer of pale gold suddenly gathered in his rather hollow eyes, and his gaze shifted from the cherry tomatoes to Lin Yi.
He hesitated, then tentatively grabbed a handful of cherry tomatoes with his tomato-juice-stained hand and held them out to Lin Yi. "Want a taste?"
Lin Yi's pupils contracted slightly. A hand clutching several cherry tomatoes abruptly appeared in his lowered field of vision, sending a chill swirling along his spine.
He had the option of refusing, but he understood with absolute clarity that what he ought to do was not refuse, but-ignore him.
Because even refusing would mean he had already accepted some sort of request for communication from the other person.
So he silently moved his tray aside, then looked toward Wei Shan and the others and asked, "I'm finished. What about you?"
Wei Liang spread his hands and said helplessly, "We finished ages ago. We just couldn't bear to interrupt your loving gaze at your tray."
The corner of Lin Yi's mouth twitched violently. He was just about to say something when Tian Bufan's voice came from behind him. "If you're done, let's go."
Hearing this, Lin Yi turned around and saw Tian Bufan standing behind him with a bowl of soy milk. He even took a sip as he spoke.
Tian Bufan had clearly seen the Art Student occupying his seat, so he had not been in a hurry to sit down.
"Then... shall we?" Lin Yi asked hesitantly.
Tian Bufan immediately downed his soy milk, picked up his tray, and led the way toward the Utensil Return Area.
Everyone set off after him.
But just then, the Art Student suddenly stood up and insistently held a handful of cherry tomatoes out to