Li Li, university student studying abroad, from Cloud City, 167 centimeters tall, figure... small chest... gentle personality, looks: beau-ti-ful?
After Tang Shiba gave Chris a new identity, Chris used it to chat with Fang Cheng every day.
At first, he showed little interest and barely acknowledged her, only replying occasionally.
But his replies never had anything to do with her questions.
For example, Chris asked what kind of girl he liked.
He replied: What kind of tattoo do I like? Aren't you asking the wrong person? My mom won't let me get tattoos.
Chris: ... Breathe in, breathe out!
Chris didn't back down. Instead, she kept messaging him tirelessly.
Chris: What do you like to eat? I'll treat you when I come back!
Fang Cheng: Bird's eye chilies stir-fried with chili peppers. Want me to treat you?
Chris: ...
When Chris stopped replying, Fang Cheng laughed as he shared the exchange with his buddy. "Tang Lin, look at this Li Li. I've left her speechless!"
Tang Lin glanced at the chat history and thought Fang Cheng was being utterly rotten. "If you don't love her, at least don't hurt her. Watch out. What goes around comes around, and heaven won't let you off!"
"Is it really that serious? But Tangtang taught me to chat like this?"
My little sister?
Tang Lin paused, then asked in confusion, "My little sister wouldn't be that rotten. Let me see your chat history with her!"
Fang Cheng pulled up the chat history for Tang Lin, who fell silent for at least a minute after reading it.
With some difficulty, he shifted his gaze to Fang Cheng's face and asked, "Shouldn't you get yourself checked at a hospital? Are you absolutely, positively sure you understood her correctly?"
Fang Cheng scratched his head in confusion. "I