The three of them left the coffee shop quickly, with Yan Junze and Xiang Er walking in front, and Ku Zai still looking awkward, trailing two meters behind.
"Are you saying Ku Zai straight up told you he likes you?" Yan Junze asked, lowering his voice in surprise.
Xiang Er nodded, "We haven't been in contact for many days, hardly exchanged a few words, and suddenly he blurts out this sentence. Can you believe it?"
Yan Junze struggled to hold back his laughter, glanced at Ku Zai, who was now showing a constipated expression, and turned back to Xiang Er, saying, "Don't take it to heart. You should think of it this way: Ku Zai has been dealing with strangeness his almost entire life, and since the onset of these strangenesses, he hasn't stepped out the door. His experience with women is virtually nil. It's understandable."
"He also said that he didn't like me for my appearance," Xiang Er still seemed a bit huffy, "What do you think, should I believe him?"