"Who confessed to whom?" He Qingyan asked curiously on the way to Chen Ke's house.
"Do you even need to ask?" Gu Ran laughed.
"You?"
"Su Qing confessed to me. She said, 'If we can surf together, we'll be together,' and I said, 'No need, I agree to it.'
Sitting in the back seat by the right window and playing with her phone, Su Qing glanced up at him briefly.
"I can probably guess what happened," Chen Ke said with a smile.
"I thought you were a softie who never refuses, denies, or acknowledges, but you're actually quite assertive," He Qingyan looked at him with newfound respect.
"I'll take that as a compliment," Gu Ran said. "One's happiness must be grasped in one's own hands. The surfing Su Qing mentioned is just superstitious nonsense—Su Qing, remember this, from now on don't talk about fate or destiny. We decide everything for ourselves."
"Are you... preaching?" Su Qing eyed him.
"A suggestion... a cautious suggestion," Gu Ran said.
"Then mind your tone."
"Oh."
