Chen Lu was startled. "What's wrong?"

"I still have a lot of drawings to complete, so I might not be able to leave tomorrow..."

"You didn't draw anything while you stayed at your aunt's?"

"I can't paint without you by my side," Liang Zhirou said, fighting back tears. "I can't do anything without you..."

She kept her head down, her hands fidgeting restlessly, looking timid. In Chen Lu's eyes, she looked like a child who had made a mistake and was waiting to be criticized by the teacher.

Feeling anxious and apprehensive.

If he had spoken loudly, Liang Zhirou might have actually been startled and trembled.

Even now, this silly girl still seems afraid that he will scold her.

Chen Lu walked up to her with a gentle expression and gently stroked the girl's cheek with his finger. "Silly girl, what's there to be sad about?"

He was just asking casually, and this idiot probably thought he took Valentine's Day very seriously.

There weren't so many people celebrating Valentine's Day back then.

To put it bluntly, it's a consumerism trap.

A group of merchants are praising love while ruthlessly exploiting consumers.

He shouldn't have brought it up! He's just bored.

“We’re both homebodies, so it doesn’t matter whether we go out or not,” Chen Lu said softly.

He paused for a moment after he finished speaking.

However, tomorrow seems to be Liu Yan's birthday, and Jiang Chao has been preparing a gift for her for the past two weeks.

"Did Liu Yan invite you to her birthday party?" he asked curiously.

Liang Zhirou nodded almost imperceptibly. "She messaged me this morning asking, and I said I'd reply later."

She paused for a moment after speaking, rubbed her eyes with the back of her hand, sniffed, and said earnestly, "I've turned down all the paintings except this one. I'll go out with you for Valentine's Day tomorrow..."

Chen Lu quickly pressed down on her outstretched hand, his expression turning puzzled.

Why have you suddenly taken on so many commercial articles lately?

What's this idiot in such a hurry for?