—Ten years ago—
"Um... Ajiu, does it really matter if you just come out like this?"
"..." Tilted his head
"I mean, can you really do it without Xiaomo?"
"It's me who is speaking, not Xiaomo, so what does it matter?"
"Hey! So it was Ajiu who was talking all this time?"
"→_→"
—Ten years later—
"Ajiu, what's wrong?"
"..."
"Why don't you speak?"
"..." He took out the paper and pen from another dimension, made a few strokes, and then handed it to the person in front of him.
"'Because you don't let Xiaomo go out with me'... Ajiu, we are not going out to play..." Helpless
"..."
"Wait a minute, can't you speak for yourself?"
"..." Ignore and turn around
"Ajiu..."