Lance found himself at a loss for words. He quickly shifted the conversation. "The food stalls are just up ahead."

The food stalls were bustling with people.

After driving through the nearby streets, Lance managed to find a spot to park the car. Then, Lance and Bettie stepped out and made their way toward the food stalls.

Centenia was a bustling city, famous for its wide variety of snacks, including delicacies renowned nationwide.

Bettie had visited Centenia previously on a work trip. Back then, she was rushed and only saw a few places, making this her first visit to these food stalls. She brought two sausages, handing one to Lance.

Bettie had eaten half of the sausage when she stopped in front of a stall selling glutinous cakes. She paused to swallow before asking, “Where can I throw this away?"

"Do you not want to finish it?"

"Yeah, I'm done with it."

"Didn't you like it?"

“No, it's really tasty. It's just that there's so much other good food around. I don't want to fill up too soon."

Lance was at a loss for words. "Hand it to me." He gladly took the remaining sausage from Bettie and ate it without hesitation.

Bettie was already eyeing a piece of glutinous cake. She made it a point to buy something from each stall but never finished anything.

Instead, she sampled them and passed the leftovers to Lance to eat.

Lance simply followed Bettie and realized this was exactly what they used to be seven years back. In those days, they would sneak out for dates on the weekends.

Back then, Lance's family was struggling financially. His father's medical bills had drained all their savings. His teachers noticed his potential and helped him secure a scholarship. He managed to scrape by with money earned from part-time jobs and tutoring kids from wealthy families, barely covering his own expenses.

Bettie mostly covered the expenses for their dates. Lance was aware of her wealthy background and her indifference toward spending money, yet he felt it wasn't right to let her pay all the time. So, he'd save up now and then, taking her to food stalls within his budget.

Bettie enjoyed buying various snacks from food stalls, though she'd only taste a few and pass the rest to him. During those times, despite his financial struggles, Lance felt genuinely happy, cherishing those moments dearly.

"Hey, Lance, what's on your mind? You haven't responded," Bettie called out.

Coming back to his senses and meeting Bettie's gaze, Lance smiled warmly. "I was just reminiscing about our senior year in high school and how we'd hit the food stalls that weekend right after our midterm exams..."

Bettie's gaze momentarily grew somber. That was the time Lance was given fake money as change.