In the parking lot, Tan Aoqi suddenly turned his face sideways when he unbuckled his seat belt: "Do you have a boyfriend?"
Zhou Xi's fingers holding the steering wheel paused: "No."
"Is that so..." He trailed off, tapping his knees lightly with his fingertips, "What do you think of me?"
The air in the car suddenly became quiet, and there was only the sound of the air outlet of the air conditioner. Zhou Xi stared at the bright parking sign in front of her. The light of the words blurred into a blurry circle on the windshield: "We can be friends."
Tan Aoqi laughed lowly, and the laughter swept across his heart like a feather. When he opened the car door, he brought up a gust of wind, carrying the faint smell of disinfectant in the hospital corridor: "Then let's be friends first." Before getting out of the car, he poked his head in again, "Next time when you play games, don't choose the support instantly. I can carry AD."
