Su Fanxing glanced at Lin Tianyu, who seemed lost and might have suspected he had been struck by lightning, a playful thought arising in her heart.
Wilted together, he took out his phone from his pocket and poked at it, looking very melancholic.
Lin Tianyu's expression froze, he turned and ran away but quickly returned and stood in front of Su Fanxing.
"Chest discomfort can be caused by many reasons; it's not necessarily because of me. Did you stay up late last night?"
Lin Tianyu looked at her, speaking very seriously.
Su Fanxing's expression almost cracked, but she quickly calmed herself.
"But it was after you pushed me that the symptoms appeared," Su Fanxing softly countered.
She just couldn't believe that Lin Tianyu could keep looking at her so calmly and be unaffected.
Upon hearing this, Lin Tianyu's head exploded.
He had realized that Su Fanxing was intent on blaming this on him, thinking about their lingering closeness, and the warmth of their physical touch.
