"1.38 yuan."
"Cabbage?"
"1.15 yuan."
How much white radish?
"2.4 yuan."
"Haha, you're wrong. I knew you couldn't be this lucky every time. How could a northern radish possibly..."
Seeing Qin Bai laughing so hard he was doubled over, Shen Muyao whispered, "This is the price in Linhai."
"Huh... huh?"
The laughter dissipated into the air, and with it, the barrier in Qin Bai's heart also dissipated.
Shen Guaiguai kept her finger still, her gaze fixed intently on him.
Qin Bai knew.
She is waiting.
I'm waiting to unfold that finger.
Qin Bai's gaze fell on the window.
As dusk settles, darkness surges in silently like a tide, gradually erasing the hustle and bustle of the day.
The city's neon lights flickered in the deepening night, yet seemed to struggle helplessly. Their light was diluted by the deep darkness, revealing a sense of loneliness and coldness.
In the streets and alleys, the number of pedestrians became increasingly sparse. Occasionally, a few hurried passersby were shrouded in the night, becoming blurred into swaying shadows.
A cold wind blew, raising the silvery-white dust from the ground, which then drifted in the air.
This weather is really awful; it's not cold when it snows, but it's cold when the snow melts.
Especially when the north wind blows, it almost blows your head off.
Cold-hearted people feel extremely cold inside.
Qin Bai met those burning eyes again.
He slowly extended two fingers and reached towards Shen Guaiguai's fair finger.
People!
You always have to make decisions at crucial moments.
(PS: I've been on break for over a week, so here comes the extra chapter! Thank you all for your kind words and generous gifts.)
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