"Haha, that is..."
The two chatted about random topics, and Zhan Se, who had been troubled by her father's passing for many days, slowly began to feel better. Between two grown friends, there weren't so many taboos in their conversation. Once they opened up about their private affairs with their loved ones, neither would really hold back. They would go back and forth, each sharing their stories and poking fun at some scoundrel, quickly arriving at the Red Seal Pavilion.
The car entered the neighborhood, and Sun Qing slowed down, gliding to a stop.
As soon as she got out of the car, Zhan Se was tugging at the corner of her clothes and adjusting her scarf, her lips pressed tightly together.
Sun Qing knew her mood and steadied her arm, "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine."
Zhan Se heard her own voice sounding hoarse.
It was indeed fine, what could be wrong? She was just there to see her sister.
