抬头看你，低头吻你

The light was soft, the music lingered, and the elegant cafe was filled with thick sweetness. The two girls sitting opposite each other at the table by the window were silent for a long time. From time to time, there would be the sound of a spoon knocking against the cup. One of them impatiently stirred the coffee with a spoon, looked across the table, and couldn’t help but sigh as the silence was broken. “Xiao Qing, what’s wrong with you?”

“Huh? Nothing… That… Let’s go back to school.” The girl sitting across was obviously taken aback. Once she said that, she picked up her bag and hurriedly walked out of the cafe.