"What did I lie to you about? Every word I told you was true."
Ye Yizhou looked serious and sounded sincere. He even raised his hand and swore, "At most, I didn't tell you everything, but I've never told a lie."
"I've even sworn to it, so everything I said is true."
Ye Yizhou had his own perfect closed loop of logic, successfully claiming the moral high ground as he pointed fingers:
"You called me a little liar. That's slander. Apologize to me."
Yan Qingdu was left momentarily speechless by his retort. He felt a little helpless, but obediently apologized anyway. "Sorry."
Yan Qingdu said, "So why did you run when you saw me?"
"You were carrying a blade, and you're asking why I ran?"
Ye Yizhou sounded aggrieved. "I only dared come back because I saw you'd laid down your butcher's knife."
"Would I actually take a blade to you?"
Yan Qingdu kept one arm around Ye Yizhou's waist to support him and raised his other hand to pinch his cheek, laughing in exasperation.
"Who knows? You weren't hiding that murderous look in your eyes at all just now. Hah, are you denying it?"
Ye Yizhou gave an irritated snort.
Yan Qingdu said nothing.
Ye Yizhou fell apart and jumped off Yan Qingdu in a huff. "You're not even denying it! Fine, fine, fine. So our relationship's as bland as plain water now, is it? We're breaking up!"
Once again, Ye Yizhou had seized the moral high ground.
Yan Qingdu said mildly, "You went drinking a few days ago?"
The expression on Ye Yizhou's face immediately became less self-righteous. He pressed his lips into a smile, tacitly admitting it.
"Wait, how did you know I went drinking when you were abroad? Even the paparazzi couldn't catch that. How did