An Yue ignored him.
After a minute, Dang Yang sighed again, "Sigh..."
An Yue still ignored him, she was completely engrossed in watching TV.
Dang Yang: "Sigh..."
An Yue still wasn't planning to respond to him.
But Dang Yang was determined to persist; as long as An Yue ignored him, he kept sighing... just kept sighing...
An Yue: "..."
She really didn't want to bother with Dang Yang.
But she also genuinely wanted to watch her TV show in peace.
"If you want to sigh, go home and do it," An Yue said irritably.
Could she not just enjoy her TV show?
She was obviously enjoying the show, but there was someone beside her sighing away... how can you enjoy a show with that happening? Where's the joy in life?
Dang Yang glanced at the impatient An Yue, feeling doubtful if An Yue still loved him. He had sighed so much by now; normally, if she cared about him, she would be worried and would ask what's wrong, if he's bothered by something...
But An Yue?
