On the first day after we broke up, Xu Ying pulled me into a bar. I thought I would be like a heroine in a movie when she got drunk and met her love at the corner. But as soon as I entered, I saw my ex-boyfriend, who was even drunker than me. Xu Ying nonchalantly pointed to the person in the booth next to her, and proudly told me, "Did you see that, handsome or not, I slept with him." I nodded, oh, that's my ex-boyfriend. Xu Ying almost choked to death. He said no, no, no, no, no, several times. I patted his shoulder and said, "Calm down, it's okay. I've long suspected that he likes men. I can accept it if it's you." Xie Zihang, who was sitting in the booth next to me, suddenly jumped up and shouted my full name angrily. I was startled and looked at him without fear, craning my neck. What are you doing? I, a person with a head full of grass, didn't say anything. What do you call a person who grows grass? Xie Zihang picked up the man next to him. It's him, not me. What are you thinking about every day?
Concept: Clumsy and cautious love is precious.
