Where was the love? Where was the passion?
A whole lot of question marks surfaced in Xue Tao's mind.
Su Bai focused on something else. "Wait, Old Chu, didn't you say your girlfriend had social anxiety? Why isn't she socially anxious today?"
"Haha, maybe that's the power of love. With my meticulous care, her mood has improved a lot recently. It feels like she's gradually graduating from the Landmine Girl phase..."
Hard to say.
It wasn't that Su Bai meant to maliciously speculate about his roommate's situation. He just knew that a person's emotional control was mostly innate, and whatever half wasn't innate more or less solidified after adolescence.
Take that asshole Wang Haoran, for example. He was the thick-nerved, unflappable type. That guy was solid.
On the other hand, even in the beautified, boyfriend-filtered version of Chu Mingzhe's girlfriend Leilei that Old Chu usually shared with the roommates, Su Bai still found her to be a massive headache. She was the kind of person he'd keep at arm's length even if she were handed to him.
Could she really leave her Landmine Girl state behind just because of Chu Mingzhe's cyber long-distance care?
Wasn't that ridiculous?
Of course, as the saying went, you didn't slap a smiling face. Su Bai didn't embarrass him to his face, only reminded Chu Mingzhe to pick her up at the school gate before the game. The route from the gate to the basketball court was a little confusing.
Oh, right.
Today, Su Bai's class had drawn an indoor court.
Maybe they were lucky, though probably not that lucky.
Because this crappy little court was a rather old indoor training hall. The school team's games had absolutely nothing to do with this place. At most, it hosted department-level matches, which was proof enough that