He says I'm conceited.
“Ji Wencheng.”
“Hmm?”
“Could you please stop picking on me?”
“How am I picking on you?”
“I can't see. If you don't answer me right away, I'll feel really uneasy. So could you please not take so long to respond when I ask you something? I... get scared.”
“...You've got the nerve to make demands of me now.”
“Mm.”
“Ji Wencheng.”
“Hmm?”
“Could you walk more slowly? I can't see the road clearly.”
“Mm.”
“Ji Wencheng, how old are you?”
“Three thousand and twenty-one.”
“Wow, you old monster.”
“Ji Wencheng, could you tell me about those three thousand and three years of yours?”
“...Nothing interesting happened.”
“Tch, stingy. I don't want to hear it anyway. I'll graciously tell you about what happened yesterday. Listen, I met someone interesting at the restaurant.”
Ji Wencheng grew a little more interested. His hand paused as he held his teacup.
“He told me...”
Reader's Guide: A narcissistic double romance.
Theme: Love is a ray of light in the abyss.
