Ziyuan stopped avoiding it, but my mood became even heavier. I sat on the chair by the bed and smiled bitterly. "To be honest, you don't look like the Ziyuan I know anymore. You are too mysterious. I don't even know where to start asking..."
"Have I changed..." Ziyuan lowered her head, smiled bitterly, and murmured, "Yes, I have changed, and I don't even recognize myself anymore, and you… Xiao Nan, you are still you. You didn't change a bit..."
The unconcealable sadness and self-deprecating tone of her made me feel confused. She raised her head and chuckled jokingly, "Whether it's worrying about me or pretending to be your girlfriend's cousin's boyfriend, it proves that you are still that dumb good boy I knew at that time."
The trace of gloom disappeared from her face in a flash, as if it was just my illusion. I shook my head and sighed helplessly, "Hehe,a dumb good boy..."