65 It’s A Pity that You Don’t Have Me, but at Least You Have Good Memories 4yr

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Soon, breakfast was served. Looking at the red, oily noodle soup, Luosang felt that her appetite was aroused. She stirred the noodles, then began enjoying it.
She finished the noodles, the fried bread sticks and the cup of soy milk in about ten minutes. After that, she raised her head to find that Nian Junting, who sat in front of her, didn't eat much.
"Do you not think this is good?" she asked.
"You call this good?" He threw the question back to her.
"I think it's pretty fine." Luosang pouted and said, "I didn't ask to come here."
Nian Junting decided not to argue with her, as he just wanted her to have a nice breakfast. "I know a place in Xia City, they make really good beef noodle soup. I'll take you there next time."
"Thank you, but I don't think I will have a chance to taste their beef noodle soup because I won't be in Xia City," she said.
"You won't come back your whole life?" Nian Junting glanced at Luosang unpleasantly, then continued, "Have you saved my number? Don't contact me unless you have to."
"…Don't worry, I won't disturb your life," she said.
Nian Junting put down his chopsticks with a dark look and said, "I mean, you can contact me if you need my help."