Gu Zixi realized something was off with Feng Yuxi three seconds later.
But just as he turned sideways, wanting to check if his eyes were playing tricks on him, if Feng Yuxi was actually crying, Feng Yuxi's eyelashes trembled and his pupils regained their usual calm.
With a faintly mocking smile, he said, "What could be wrong with me? I'm fine, I'm great. It's you I'm wondering about—your Qi is waiting downstairs for you, and you still ran up here? Hey, Gu Zixi, don't tell me you're into guys and have your eye on this young master's pretty face?"
Gu Zixi was amused on the spot. He patted Feng Yuxi's leg lightly and scolded, "What nonsense are you talking about!"
Feng Yuxi let out a low chuckle and said nothing. Just then he finished another can of beer; as he tossed the empty can, he cracked open a new one…
Gu Zixi shook his head, scrutinized Feng Yuxi a few times, and said, "But you're the same age as me. You've really never liked anyone?"
