Gu Lin's smile gradually faded, and after a long pause, he asked, "Xiao Tong, do you think I'm stuck in the role and can't come out?"
Caught off guard, Ye Tong took a sip of hawthorn juice, a bit unnatural, "Not exactly, I was just thinking about when the host asked if we can distinguish between roles and reality, and was inspired from that."
Gu Lin's gaze darkened slightly, looking at the juice in the glass before him, he smiled lightly and said, "Xiao Tong, I can very clearly separate reality and my roles."
"Then why do you..." At this point, Ye Tong suddenly stopped, coughed a few times to cover up, and took another sip of hawthorn juice.
Li Xiang suddenly felt the atmosphere at the dinner table become quite strange, uneasily looking back and forth between the two.
Finally, Lin Qi broke the atmosphere, "Hey? Why aren't you two eating? There's still plenty of meat. Come, come, let me get some for you."
