Zhou Chengchen was stuck there, not knowing what to say, when Guo Yue's voice, tinged with a hint of sorrow and helplessness, floated over again: "I really envy you two."
"Uh…"
"I remember back in school, once all of us who'd been recommended for admission gathered for a dinner. He drank a little too much, and got really talkative. The whole way he kept muttering, my Cheng Chen likes this, doesn't like that… That was the first time I'd ever seen Si Yan like that."
Zhou Chengchen froze when she heard that—my Cheng Chen? Those were words Si Yan would say?
If it had been someone else, Zhou Chengchen might have suspected they were teasing her, but Guo Yue… Although she wasn't familiar with Guo Yue, Zhou Chengchen instinctively felt Guo Yue wasn't the type to joke about this sort of thing.
And when she'd just said it, there had been a smile at the corner of her lips, clearly recalling something funny.
Maybe Si Yan really had looked ridiculous at the time.
