"I hate answers like that the most."
Zhuge Yun rolled his eyes.
"They're not constructive at all."
Zhao Luzheng smiled indifferently.
"That's just what I think."
"What about you guys?"
Zhuge Yun looked at Zhang Bo and Xiao Xiao.
"Don't tell me you don't care."
Zhuge Yun looked wary.
That would mean they all didn't care.
Because he was fine with anything too.
Heh.
This was really...
Could everyone stop being so indecisive?
Zhang Bo looked at Xiao Xiao.
"Third Brother, what do you think?"
"Anything but 'I don't care'!"
Xiao Xiao thought for a moment.
"If I had to pick one..."
"Forget it."
Zhuge Yun waved his hand. "I know."
"We'll order takeout."
"Huh?"
Zhao Luzheng blurted out in confusion.
"You guys still don't know Third Brother?"
Zhuge Yun gave them a look that said they were hopeless.
"With how lazy he is and how much he hates trouble, of course he'd choose takeout."
"But if we said we wanted to eat out, he wouldn't refuse either."
Zhuge Yun rolled his eyes.
"Exactly."
"Third Brother, you really have no principles."
Xiao Xiao shrugged slightly.
He had his own opinions, but he didn't insist on having things his way.
Of course, there were some things he could be very stubborn about.
"Then let's order takeout."
Zhang Bo made the final decision.
Takeout was fine too.
They could lie on their beds in the dorm and rest for a while.
Back in the dorm, Zhang Bo and Zhao Luzheng set Xiao Xiao's things on his desk.
Xiao Xiao took the Osmanthus Jam out of the bag.
He lined up the three jars of Osmanthus Jam on the desk.
At once, the desk—which had been quite spacious—looked rather crowded.
"What's this?"