"Do you like..."
"I don't like it." Chi Gui clarified: "I just happened to flip to it randomly! It's not something I like to read."
"Oh." I didn't say anything.
The way Chuzheng said 'oh' made Chi Gui feel she meant something else, and his ears turned red.
Chi Gui: "I'm leaving now, let me out."
"No." Chuzheng sat still.
"Hang Chuzheng..."
Chuzheng pulled his hand from under the table: "I'll go with you once I finish writing." She stated, already decided.
Chi Gui: "???"
Chi Gui was stuck inside, unable to get out.
His hand was still held by Chuzheng, showing no sign of letting go.
Chi Gui turned his head to look around, seeing no one was paying attention to them, he relaxed slightly.
"Let go of me."
"Why?"
Chi Gui wanted to say this doesn't look right; we're not in any relationship...
But the words turned into: "How are you going to write like this?"
Chuzheng shook her right hand holding the pen, one hand doesn't stop me from writing.
Chi Gui: "..."
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