"It must be in your genes too," Hu Junyan muttered with some displeasure.
Chen Yiran silently turned his head, his deep, dark eyes looking at Tianxin before he asked with interest: "Crying your eyes out at the airport??"
"Ah?? Hehehe..." Tianxin laughed awkwardly, then explained to Chen Yiran, "I was too young back then, I don't really remember..."
"You may not remember, Tianxin, but we all do," Zhao Xue said with a smile, watching Tianxin continue: "When you two were kids, you were so close. Even an apple had to be cut into two with a knife, so you could share it, half for you and half for me. Even a biscuit had to be shared bite by bite, and if one didn't get any, the other would rather not eat at all."
"Is that so..." Tianxin's face turned red in an instant, "I really... don't remember..."
"I do remember, for real," Hu Junyan said earnestly to Tianxin: "So today, biting into your ice cream was purely instinctual, we always used to share one ice cream when we were kids!"
