Xiao Yan's expression inevitably turned a little dejected. Those dark red eyes, like a starry night, dimmed slightly. If he said he had not been hit by that at all, he would naturally be lying.
After all, he did not think he could just turn his head and casually say something like that.
Xiao Yan's brows furrowed slightly. It was not exactly disappointment, but some distress was unavoidable.
"...Not at all?"
Xiao Yan still felt somewhat unwilling to give up. Just like certain troubles Yao Wan now kept buried deep in her heart, he inevitably had some different thoughts of his own.
Yao Wan subconsciously lifted her gaze and could not help looking at the present Xiao Yan. Naturally, she also saw the subtle expression on his face, faintly troubled and at a loss.
That faint distress and frustration mingled together, yet he could not help wanting to force himself to appear calm. Even she, in truth, had rarely seen such a look on Xiao Yan's face.
His face was reflected in her slightly dazed eyes, and Yao Wan's intuition had already made her vaguely realize something.
"...If one day the blockhead beside me were to occasionally say something like this too, I suppose I would feel somewhat unable to adjust."
Yao Wan murmured faintly. When Xiao Yan heard this, although he could not immediately dissolve all of that distress, he more or less understood what Yao Wan meant.
It was just that part of the distress in his heart had, without his realizing it, turned at this moment into unavoidable embarrassment and the awkwardness of wanting to argue in his own defense.
"So at least show a little consideration for how much time it takes a blockhead to occasionally get enlightened..."
Carrying a faint complaint even he himself had