Fu City had suddenly turned cold.
When Qin Manjiang woke up, he saw thick fog outside the window.
It was a little chilly. He leaned by the window with a jacket draped over his shoulders. He could hear movement in the living room outside; Mi Qiao was up too.
After opening the door and quickly washing up, Qin Manjiang told her, "I'm going to Sleeping Mountain. Don't make any food for me."
Mi Qiao nodded in acknowledgment. Since last night, she had suddenly grown quiet. Although, as far as Qin Manjiang was concerned, nothing had happened last night, and he had even thoughtfully given her a way to save face, she no longer looked at him and had tied up the little yellow dog too.
Qin Manjiang felt a little sorry for it. Such a good dog, yet it wasn't free even at home.
Leaving his temporary home, Qin Manjiang pulled his jacket tight and hurried through the thick fog with his head down.
How had the temperature dropped so fast overnight?
Suddenly, his phone vibrated a few times.
He tapped it open and saw a text message.
-Heard you dropped out. Let's meet.
Qin Manjiang looked at the remarkably brief message on his phone screen, then glanced at the sender. Although he hadn't saved the name, he remembered the number.
"Phew..."
His white breath quickly dissolved into the fog. After a moment's thought, he swiftly typed two words.
-No time.
Although he looked like a villain, he wasn't actually difficult to get along with. But when it came to this person, Qin Manjiang wanted as little contact as possible.
An "old flame"? A "first love"?
Their relationship hadn't reached that point. Or rather, she had merely stopped him to confess her feelings, then gathered a group to beat him