C12 You're so Poor

Shen Yiran's hand, which was wiping his hair, paused. After a few seconds of silence, he rejected the offer without any emotion. "I'm not going."

Cheng Zixu, who had been rejected, exploded. "Why?" He just wanted to eat the chili stir-fried meat.

"It's too late, too far away."

Shen Yiran looked at the clock on the bedside table. The clock was pointing at midnight