"Aren't you going to talk to me? Is this the attitude you want to take?" Shi Jingzhou sat up, leaned against the headboard, and stared at her defiant back, not knowing where she got the courage to come back and say these things to him.
Liking him?
The sudden confession didn't seem like her style. He wondered who had given her the idea to go crazy this time.
Qiao Zhiyi hastily wiped away her tears, took a deep breath, and composed herself before turning around.
"I didn't say anything, why are you crying?" Shi Jingzhou hated to see her cry; her pear-shaped tears made him feel guilty, as if he was a terrible person who had bullied her.
Qiao Zhiyi walked up to him, "Did you understand what I just said?"
"Hmm." Her eyes were red, and tears clung to her eyelashes, with a bit of temper and haughtiness.
Shi Jingzhou clenched his fist and coughed lightly, the first time he avoided her gaze.
Qiao Zhiyi sniffed and asked him, "So, what are your thoughts?"
