No one expected things to develop into what they are now.
When Nie Yifan saw Qiao Zhiyi lying on the bed, her entire figure had shrunk considerably, looking like a fragile porcelain doll that made one want to cherish and protect her, for fear of shattering her.
"When did you come back?" Nie Yifan asked her.
"I've been back for a while." Qiao Zhiyi didn't expect him to be responsible for such a case, and even less did she expect to reunite with him in this manner.
Nie Yifan frowned, "You didn't even say hello when you got back, don't you see me as a friend?"
"It's not that, I've been too busy," Qiao Zhiyi said, feeling somewhat embarrassed, "I was thinking of asking you out for a meal when things were less hectic."
"Without me mentioning it, you definitely wouldn't think to ask me out to eat."
