"You actually underestimate me so much!" I tried to suppress my anger and shook my head desperately, "If it hadn't been for Zhang Yituo and everything that happened after that, wouldn't you have come to Qingdao?"
He Yi answered me quickly and firmly: "Yes."
I felt my heart beating rapidly and my palms sweating. Could all the embarrassment today be avoided? How come we suddenly reached such a difficult point? How did things suddenly turn from tragedy to farce?
"He Yi, you are so cruel." My trembling voice came from inside the car.
He Yi took a long puff of cigarette and still stared ahead. He exhaled a cloud of white smoke and returned to his usual gentle tone that I was familiar with: "To each other."
Intention: