I want to die...
Just these three words succinctly reflected Yang Fei's current state of mind.
As her best friend, Xia Zihan quickly responded with: "I will offer my condolences."
Yang Fei switched to call mode, her face downcast: "Zihan, you are not even comforting me! Ah, don't tell me you believe I have ulterior motives towards Gang? That was just drunken nonsense, can it be believed?"
"It's said that one speaks truth when drunk..." Xia Zihan responded somewhat sarcastically.
Yang Fei: ..
Only then did Xia Zihan laugh and say: "I don't believe it, Yang Gang is clearly not your type."
"Hmm-hmm." Yang Fei nodded decisively: "The man I like has to be mature, steady, talented, and loyal, and of course, romantic."
"Like Teacher Sima?" Xia Zihan chuckled.
"How did we end up on the topic of Sima Bing?"
"Didn't you really like him back then?" Xia Zihan laughed.
"That's nonsense. Sima Bing confessed his feelings to me once, but I rejected him." Yang Fei replied.
