"Qiao Ge, where is Yu Kim? You didn't invite her?" Xu Mey's question made Li Qiao lose his composure for a moment.
"She's busy." Li Qiao's answer confused Xu Mey.
"What is she so busy with?" She asked again.
"Something important obviously." Li Qiao retorted.
"Oh, come on! Qiao Ge, at least I should know what's keeping her busy." Xu Mey wasn't planning on dropping this topic since the way Li Qiao's face blanched, made her feel weird.
Before Li Qiao could open his mouth to make another excuse, He Jian came beside Xu Mey to give her an answer, "Why don't you just tell Xiao Mey that Kim is busy with her fiance?"
Li Qiao clenched his fists but after a brief moment of deep breaths, he unclenched his fists and the lost color of his face returned.
"Huh? Fiance?" Xu Mey stared at both He Jian and Li Qiao. "You mean, Qiao Ge's cousin is back?"
So, what do you think is the thing that we lie about the most?
Our feelings... We always lie about them.
Now, what's the thing we want to share the most?
Again, it's our feelings. We're so tired of burying them that we want to share them.
What's the thing we're most scared of?
As before, the answer is still, our feelings.
And what's the thing that we break the most?
We can't break feelings. So, we tend to break ourselves.
Ironic! Isn't it?