Cai Changxun fought the urge to pinch himself. He leaned in curiously for a look and discovered the two photos the little substitute had sent Duan Zeming were of his apartment's front door and…
"What's with the X on this notebook? Did you write it?"
"No."
"Then she wrote it? Why would she draw such a big X on the cover for no reason?"
Cai Changxun shouldn't have brought it up. The moment he did, Duan Zeming couldn't help but laugh. "She probably wanted to call me a dumbass."
Cai Changxun: "???" 'She's that bold? And isn't your reaction a little off? Someone just insulted you like that, yet you're laughing even more happily? You enjoy being cursed out?'
"She's more interesting than I thought."
"...'Interesting' as in 'calls you a dumbass' interesting?"
For once, Duan Zeming was at a loss for words. He looked up and shot Cai Changxun an unfriendly glare. "I think *you're* the one who looks like a dumbass."
With that said, he stood up and started walking out.
