Luo Xiyun looked toward Chen Xu, gauging from the sound that he was at least half a meter away from her, just like always.
He really was an odd person.
Normal people in such a dark, confined space would instinctively move closer to others, yet he still maintained a distance from her.
In a flash, a surge of annoyance rose within her. She held back the words she had wanted to say and no longer felt like speaking.
After a while, she suddenly felt a chill, penetrating the thin fabric of her clothes and seeping into her skin, making her shiver involuntarily.
Chen Xu took the initiative and asked, "Do you feel a bit cold?"
"Mhm," Luo Xiyun was puzzled as well. It was the end of December and after a cold front a few days ago, the temperatures had dropped to below five degrees, making it the coldest period since the start of winter.
However, the building had heating, and she barely went out, so she was dressed quite lightly, only wearing an undershirt and a thin overcoat.
