Zero-Zero-Zero chattered away: [Isn't this all your fault? Who told you to cling to him last night and refuse to let go? You wouldn't even let him turn off the lights, and you sprawled on his bed refusing to get up.]
Shi Jihan was shocked: [I-I was that shameless?]
[You've done plenty more than that,] Zero-Zero-Zero said, pulling up an absurdly long memo and reading through it item by item. [Last night, you bit Xiao Zhou's hand like it was a boneless chicken claw. You bit his face over and over like it was mochi. Oh, and you grabbed his tie and said, 'You're so cool, come cool me down,' then refused to let him go. Oh, and you—]
[Stop—!!] Shi Jihan overheated.
He shattered into a QR code.
Zero-Zero-Zero's mouth had gone dry from all that reading. It smacked its lips. [You can't exactly call yourself shameless. Xiao Zhou seemed pretty into it, actually.]
[Ahhhhh, shut up, shut up, shut up!!]
The moment Zhou Jingcheng opened his eyes, he saw a fish flopping wildly on his bed. "...What, did you get tossed into a frying pan?"
The fish with its back to him stopped flopping. Like a shrimp whose vein had been pulled out, he stiffly, slowly turned around and looked at Zhou Jingcheng's face. "...I blacked out. I don't remember anything."
That one sentence blew Zhou Jingcheng's CPU.
"Shi Xiaohan," he said, lifting a hand to rub his stiff neck, "do you know what self-deception is?"
Shi Jihan kept a blank face and wished the house would explode. "No. Don't explain it, and don't talk. The signal's bad here. I can't receive anything."
"It's fine, I'll switch to pictures and text." With that, Zhou Jingcheng leaned over and shoved the two bite marks on his face right under