Under the night sky, in the small training field beneath the Drunken Immortal Tower, Qian Ye stood alone, his face ashen.
Not far away, a graceful young girl looked at him with a face full of worry.
Beside the girl, Li Wanqing, dressed as a man, shrugged: "If I were you, I'd let him calm down on his own. If you go over there now, no matter what you say, to a straight guy it'll sound like you're kicking him when he's down, and he'll hold it against you... Of course, being resented by a straight guy isn't a big deal. If he dares to bully you, I'll beat him up."
Zhou Yu shook her head: "Sister Wanqing, actually Qian Ye isn't as bad as you say. I've been dating him for a year, and most of the time... he's really nice, it's just that recently, maybe the pressure from home has been too much for him."
