On his way back to the couch, Jiang Chen surmised the likely cause of tonight's events.
It was nothing more than a confession of love rebuffed, frustration festering inside, pulling a roommate out for drinks, and under the sway of emotions and alcohol, getting into a conflict with someone.
Understandable.
But not commendable.
"Are you hurt? There's a first-aid kit here..."
"No."
Hong Xiaoyu said with lacking confidence, "Bro, please don't tell Mom and Dad."
Jiang Chen sat down next to him.
"What, you still know what's embarrassing?"
Hong Xiaoyu remained silent.
"Alright, don't look so dejected. It's just a girl rejecting you; who hasn't been through that? Maybe this is just her way of testing you."
Hong Xiaoyu's eyes suddenly lit up.
"Bro, really? Is she really just testing me?"
Jiang Chen didn't speak.
Watching his cousin, Hong Xiaoyu's eyes gradually dimmed again.
"Bro, don't try to console me. I can feel that she really just wants to be friends with me."
