"..." Tianxin furrowed her brows, suddenly falling silent.
Chen Yiran stared at Tianxin for a while, who was not saying anything. He then turned his head to look at her, laughed, and asked, "What, were you scared by my past misdeeds?"
"You..." Tianxin extended a slender and white finger, pointing at Chen Yiran, and after being stunned for a moment, finally whispered, "Now that you mention it, I remember when I was young, I was always bullied by a distant cousin of mine. One Chinese New Year, he even scared me with a lit firework! Ever since then, I'd avoid him whenever I saw him... Could it be... it was you?"
"Huh??" Chen Yiran was slightly taken aback, his pitch-black, deep eyes looked at her teasingly, "You were so young at that time, but you actually remember that."
"It really was you!!" Tianxin covered her forehead, her face displaying a helpless and woebegone look.
