On the chair, Xie Shihao curled his legs up and hugged them tightly. His head was buried between his legs, and he looked like a little hedgehog.
Confused, Feng Qing asked, "Xiao Hao, what are you…"
Xie Shihao said pitifully, "I want to hold myself tight and feel sorry for myself. Help me apply for leave from Chief Shen today. Tell her that I've fallen out of love and am prepared to commit suicide by jumping off a building."
Feng Qing asked curiously, "Do you like the Siren so much?"
Xie Shihao said frantically, "Of course I do, but I like her singing and fantasizing about her beauty. Even if she's ordinary-looking, I can still accept it. After all, no one is perfect. However, I feel like I've been cheated. How can I still appreciate her singing in the future when I look at these six photos?"
