[ Xue Yang stares at Shen Qingqiu for several seconds, the gears in his head visibly turning. Then suddenly he lets go.
In an instant he's whirled back to the table full of food, grabbed a new plate, and heaped it full of food that he's enjoyed up to this point that seems along the lines of the sort of things Xiao Xingchen likes. This guy probably has similar preferences to Xiao Xingchen. They even wear their hair in a similar style.
He turns back and holds out the plate, offering it to Shen Qingqiu. ]
For you.
[ Considering this is Xue Yang, it's impressively considerate. ]
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In an instant he's whirled back to the table full of food, grabbed a new plate, and heaped it full of food that he's enjoyed up to this point that seems along the lines of the sort of things Xiao Xingchen likes. This guy probably has similar preferences to Xiao Xingchen. They even wear their hair in a similar style.
He turns back and holds out the plate, offering it to Shen Qingqiu. ]
For you.
[ Considering this is Xue Yang, it's impressively considerate. ]