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Unable to endure the situation of being stuck in a small space, the first person to flee was Lin Xingjie, and the second person who had to leave was Xu Xiangyang, leaving only the class president, who managed with ease, as the last one to continue staying in the kitchen.
*
"Xing Jie, did you know Qing Yue was going to come?"
Once out of the class president's sight, Xu Xiangyang couldn't help but ask.
The long-haired girl shook her head.
"...Is that so," Xu Xiangyang sighed, "I feel a bit sorry for her."
"Hm?"
"We haven't told her about the two of us living together, have we? That counts as a deliberate concealment. But the problem is with me, dragging it out and then forgetting..."
As he spoke, he stole glances in the direction of the girl, only to see Lin Xingjie gaping at him, looking incredulous.
"What are you talking about, Xiangyang?"
"Right, he seems to have misunderstood something."
