Back to this boring question, An Zixi's hair was swaying in the wind. She looked at Lin Qiyuan in front of her, her heart overflowing again. Perhaps this was not a good answer, but she lacked the most suitable answer.

"Of course you are. After all, you are my best friend." She deliberately accentuated the last few words.

The sky was dim, and the wind was blowing on their faces. The two of them quietly walked on the street. Lin Qiyuan hesitated to say anything ...