If Xie Duo really minded this kind of thing, bringing it up would basically be rubbing salt into someone else's wound.
"Since I told you myself, it means I'm not afraid you'll laugh at me. If it can make you laugh a bit, that's not so bad." Since Xie Duo brought it up first, he naturally didn't care about her reaction.
Yuan Jianyue knew it was wrong to joke about other people's "sad stories", so she took the initiative to lean closer and pecked him on the lips.
"You might've had it kind of rough before, but you've got me now, don't you."
The girl in front of him looked up and smiled at him, soft and lingering.
Xie Duo just felt a sudden heat at the back of his throat, like his voice box had caught on fire.
The window in the room was open, a cool breeze drifting in, yet his face felt like it was burning.
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