This gaze is really uncomfortable.
It's as if they're saying we don't even have the right to nod.
Feels like I'm caught between Uncle Yan and Uncle Yang's thoughts, and it's torturous.
Lin Li can now understand why those girls hate men's gazes because it's truly disgusting and unsettling.
Male-dominated society, pathetic!
I've decided, when I get back I'll support changing "calculus" to "giant-culous," and "Pakistan" to "Paralysis," I'm defecting!
Lin Li isn't the only one feeling uneasy here.
From what Yangliang and Yan Aosong know of Lin Li, judging by his expression now, although they can't guess what he's thinking—it's unrelated to how long they've known him, even a lifetime couldn't help—but it doesn't matter, because it's certain he's thinking something extraordinary.
Sigh, Lin Li, sigh, Xiling, sigh, a future without light.
Lin Li, Yangliang, and Yan Aosong all sighed in unison, sharing a moment of mutual lament.
