"I only said that it was hard to explain in a few words; I didn't say I killed someone." Song Chuyi had a face full of innocence.
"But… you just asked me… what I would do if you were going to jail?" Changqing was bewildered.
"You mentioned the jail first. So I played along," Song Chuyi replied naturally.
However, Changqing still found something wrong.
Was she letting her mind run wild or was she tricked?
The more she thought, the more she believed it to be the latter.
She stopped crying and stared madly at him. "Why didn't you make yourself clear? Do you know how worried I was on the way here? Also, how can you casually talk about things like going to jail? It could make one's imagination run wild, okay? Did you do it on purpose? To make fun of me?"
"You're thinking too much," Song Chuyi said without changing his expression.