Ji Cიცen's blood surged through his body, the sudden surprise leaving him dizzy. After speaking, he stared unblinkingly at Shen Yu, afraid of missing any change in the boy's emotions.
"Huh?" Shen Yu looked utterly bewildered, his big eyes blinking innocently. He did not understand why Ji Cიცen was asking this, but the cautious expression on his deskmate's face left him inexplicably guilty.
He had thought Ji Cიცen would lash out in embarrassment over his humiliating childhood history. He had not expected him to focus on memories of the past instead.
Shen Yu had spent these three years without a care in the world. None of the frightening developments he had worried about had happened. Just when he had thought he could spend this lifetime in carefree happiness, it turned out Ji Cიცen still could not forget their childhood.
"I... don't know."
Avoiding the complicated emotions Ji Cიცen was desperately trying to suppress, Shen Yu suddenly felt cold all over. He felt both guilty and wronged, with nowhere to vent.
Realizing he had frightened Shen Yu, Ji Cიცen drew a breath and suppressed his excitement. He curved his lips in a deliberately casual smile and teased, "You knew so many details, Ah Yu. Didn't you ask around about it on purpose?"
"Yao Maolin complained to me... shared it with me."
Better his friend than himself. Shen Yu sold out his lousy friend without blinking, then peered at his deskmate's expression with wide eyes. His hands unconsciously twisted together, and even his trailing voice sounded guilty.
Ji Cიცen's gaze darkened. Over the past few years, he had reminded Yao Maolin both openly and subtly not to bring up the past, only for that guy to blurt everything out. For a moment, he could not help gritting his teeth.
Calming his excitement