Yu Xiuyuan was still scrolling through his phone when he saw people blindly feeling sorry for him.
"No wonder Yu Beauty is so thin and frail. My heart aches for him."
A whole crowd had liked the comment.
Yu Xiuyuan suddenly felt a little sad.
His eyes drooped listlessly, even his lashes seeming drained of energy, as though every bone in his body had been pulled out.
He tossed his phone aside and slumped against the couch, his fingers unconsciously picking at its tassels.
Seeing him like this, Fang Yi felt miserable too.
He knew Yu Xiuyuan was upset as well and had only been putting on a brave face earlier.
They were all such poor kids.
He carefully edged closer and tried to comfort him. "Don't be sad. Like I said before, if you ever need help with anything, just tell me. I'll help you."
Yu Xiuyuan lifted his weary lashes and glanced at him. "You can't help with this."
"How do you know I can't?" Fang Yi frowned, already turning things over in his head.
Does he want to find out who's smearing him this time? Or is something really troubling him?
Yu Xiuyuan sighed and raised his arm, turning it over to inspect it. His voice was weak:
"You don't know this, but I did a few push-ups this morning and realized..."
Fang Yi clenched his fists, feeling a little anxious. "Realized what?"
Yu Xiuyuan's voice was faint and airy:
"I realized I can't do the Butterfly Wing Flap anymore... Next time we play the finger-folding game, I'll be down one major weapon."
Fang Yi:
"..."
"Fuck!"
If he ever believed Yu Xiuyuan again, he was a damn dog!
This guy just wasn't normal!
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