"Listen to yourselves—Qin Chuan said it loud and clear. He doesn't like me at all. Don't tease me about this anymore, okay? This kind of joke isn't funny one bit. I haven't been able to eat or sleep properly these past few days."
At the magazine company outside campus, Xie Qiao wolfed down the boxed meal they had saved for her, eating with great relish.
Yet no one answered.
Sensing the strange silence, Xie Qiao looked up at everyone in the room. "What? Why are you all staring at me? Qin Chuan said it himself—if the two of us tried to live together, neither of us would have a good life. Say something, will you? Don't look at me like that. You're scaring me."
Wang Yan smiled. "For something like this, you specifically called me and had me drive you back?"
"Yeah." Xie Qiao nodded. "You were the one who started this in the first place. Since you drove me here, you might as well hear it too. Don't make jokes like that again, seriously. I've been so miserable these past few days I almost wanted to die."
Xu Lin stared at Xie Qiao with her mouth slightly open. "Wait, you believed him?"
"Qin Chuan said it himself. Why would he lie to me? What is there for me to believe or not believe?" Xie Qiao said matter-of-factly. Seeing that everyone was still silent and merely staring at her, she continued, "Don't tell me you think Qin Chuan was saying the opposite of what he meant? Like is like, dislike is dislike. Oh, please, just let me go. Can you stop looking at me like I'm an idiot?"
Wang Ying glanced at someone and sighed. "Have you ever considered that Qin Chuan might just be sick in the head?"
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