The next day, after sending off Chu Wu and the others, Bi Xia didn't go to class either and went straight to Qin Zhan's home with him.
Qin Zhan looked at Bi Xia wistfully, while Bi Xia stared straight ahead, ignoring him.
Qin Zhan: Stare——
Bi Xia: Ignore——
Qin Zhan: Stare——
Bi Xia: Ignore——
Qin Zhan: Stare——
Bi Xia: ...
With helpless starry eyes, Bi Xia looked at the aloof young man cozily huddled next to him. His face was expressionless, yet his eyes carried a hint of grievance, and the intensity of that gaze made it impossible for Bi Xia to ignore.
Qin Zhan reached out and wrapped his arm around the boy, "Xiao Wu said when he left that your singing is beautiful."
Bi Xia: ...She just had to mention it!
"I was just comforting her!" That darned Chu Wu!
Qin Zhan lowered his head with a faint expression, looking for all the world like a large dog drooping its head in dejection, "I need comfort too."
Bi Xia gave Qin Zhan a sidelong glance, "I didn't notice."
