"i'm not, i didn't! don't talk nonsense!"
he jinsi quivered and quickly denied it three times. " qingqing, why are you so good at associating? " how could i have a childhood sweetheart?"
"you really didn't? that's impossible, right?" teng siqing glared at him.
he jinsi almost raised his hand to swear to god. " i really didn't! i practiced the violin every day when i was young. my mom finally gave birth to a son who inherited her piano talent. she's just short of holding a small leather whip to supervise me every day. how would i have time to know some little childhood sweetheart? if it wasn't for this, i wouldn't have suddenly turned against my youth and ran away from home."
"so, you're saying that it's a pity?" teng siqing snorted coldly.