Previously:
He tried to hide the hurt that surged within him but couldn't completely mask the disappointment in his voice, "Oh, I see."
"Bunny Teng, it's nothing personal. He just wanted some help with a project," Zhou reached out and took Teng's hand in his, "I will make it up to you, I promise."
Teng smiled weakly, squeezing Zhou's hand in return, "Okay, I understand. Just don't forget me too much while you're helping him."
"I could never forget you," Zhou smiled at him.
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They returned to their breakfast, but Teng couldn't shake the feeling that something was amiss. Zhou had always been open with him, and this sudden secrecy left a lingering unease in the air.
As the day wore on, Teng couldn't shake a nagging feeling. He'd noticed something different in Zhou lately, something that gnawed at him, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.
