Liu Mingkun saw Huo Tianhao rummage out his lunch box and, with hands in his pockets, followed him to the cafeteria. "Brother Hao, the Golden Microphone semi-finals are tomorrow."
"Yeah," Huo Tianhao replied faintly.
"Yeah?" Liu Mingkun's eyes widened. "That's all you're giving me? Come on, man, you can't be like this. Are you really planning to die alone?"
Huo Tianhao frowned at him. "I know what you're going to say. First, I'm not close with Ms. Xia. We just have an agreement for her to be my 'shield' to turn down all sorts of blind dates. Second, she's already in a relationship. So, what is it you want to tell me?"
Liu Mingkun pursed his lips. 'Ms. Xia Zhaoyun already managed to kiss you, so what are you still holding back for?'
'When did you ever become so talkative?'
'Explaining is just making excuses, and making excuses just means you have a guilty conscience, right?'
