Reaching for the second cookie, Luo Xiaoqian looked up, noticing Leng Zimo's unusual expression, and asked with concern.
"What's wrong with you?"
Leng Zimo snapped back to reality, quickly shook his head, and bowed slightly to her. He turned and pointed to the door, indicating that he was leaving.
Luo Ke could return at any moment. Although he was reluctant to leave, he knew it was time to go.
"Okay, thank you for the midnight snack."
Luo Xiaoqian got up to see him to the door.
Leng Zimo stood outside the door, looking at a strand of loose hair on her forehead. He instinctively raised his hand to straighten it, but midway through, he pulled back.
"Good... night!"
"Good night." Luo Xiaoqian smiled back at him.
Grinding his teeth silently, Leng Zimo gave her a smile, forcing himself to turn around and walk out the door.
Watching his back, seeing him reach out to grip the doorknob, Luo Xiaoqian increasingly felt a sense of unfamiliarity about him.
"Wait!"
