Sheng Yanxiao glanced at him without speaking. As a close friend, Si Nian knew very well the little thoughts of the young man across from him.
Sighing, he said, "Honestly, Yanxiao, she's about to finish the entrance exams and head to university. What's your plan? In high school, you couldn't date because it's frowned upon, but in university, it's quite common. Aren't you afraid she'll find a boyfriend as soon as she gets there?"
These words made Sheng Yanxiao frown. His features were striking, with his father's boldness and his mother's gentleness. The two contrasting qualities intertwined to make him look both rebellious and irresistible, prompting people to want to smooth his furrowed brow.
Si Nian immediately felt as though he had misspoken, but then he saw Sheng Yanxiao's eyebrows relax and his thin lips curl into a faint, elusive smile. The youthful face carried an air of maturity and steadiness, as if he had everything under control.
