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"You, what are you talking about... Why should I leave..."
Lin Xingjie's face turned slightly pale.
The girl sitting on the bed was shaking slightly like a willow in the wind.
Seeing her reaction, it was clear that the other party would not agree easily, and the pitiful look of the girl made one's heart ache.
Seeing her like this made Xu Xiangyang feel terrible. His chest was heavy, and he found himself at a loss for words; meanwhile, the class president was already glowering at him with righteous indignation.
...Hadn't you already agreed before? Which side are you on, anyway?
"Why do I have to move to Qingyue's place... Xiangyang, do you, do you want to drive me away?"
Lin Xingjie stretched out her small hand and tugged at his sleeve, her pupils showing intense sorrow.
"You don't want me to stay at home anymore?"
"No, no, no, how could I think that! It's just... just a suggestion for you to move somewhere else."
Xu Xiangyang explained in a flustered manner:
