Yang Jinhan shrugged: "So far, no one has misunderstood, has anyone?"
Le Yao smiled, paused for a moment, and then said, "Thank you."
Yang Jinhan glanced at Le Yao, knowing he had been seen through, so he simply didn't deny it: "Um..." He had something to say, but suddenly couldn't say it.
“Young Master Yang.” Le Yao didn’t notice the unusual expression on his face. Instead, she reached out and patted his shoulder. “You’re not like your brother.”
Yang Jinhan frowned slightly.
“You treat me like a friend, and I don’t want to treat you like an outsider.” Le Yao hesitated for a moment, but still thought it best to give a heads-up, “Your brother is… a hopeless romantic. He’ll act impulsively when it comes to Yan Zimeng, so you’d better…”
“I know.” Yang Jinhan’s expression darkened slightly. “I had a dream.”
"ah?"
"Han Binglan, I had a dream." Yang Jinhan stopped abruptly and turned to look at Le Yao. "It happened on and off for two months after you and Nangong Jue divorced..."
Le Yao's heart skipped a beat, but she didn't show it on her face: "And then?"
"The you in my dream is different from the you in now. In my dream, I was miserable..."
"So what?" Yue Yao thought to herself, if your dream is the original plot of the book, then it's not just a little bit tragic.
"So I don't want what happened in my dream to happen, and I will try my best to change it."
"The old folks always say that dreams are the opposite of reality." Le Yao didn't know if the other person was really dreaming or testing her, but she had her own principles, which was that she would never tell her secrets, no matter what.
Yang Jinhan's gaze grew even more profound.
"Um..." Le Yao touched her nose, "Why are you looking at me like that? Did I say something wrong?"
"No." Yang Jinhan suppressed the strange feeling in his heart, shook his head slightly, and then turned around and continued walking forward.
Le Yao secretly breathed a sigh of relief. She didn't know why, but although she could tease this little guy on WeChat, she still felt pressured when she was actually facing him.
Fortunately, the dormitory building wasn't far away, and she soon arrived at the bottom of the building. However, after Yang Jinhan stopped, he didn't seem to have any intention of giving her the things. Instead, he looked at her and asked, "Is it really impossible for you and Nangong Jue?"
"We're already divorced, what possibility is there between us?"
"What I mean is, what if... what if he regrets it?" Yang Jinhan looked directly at Le Yao. "If he wants to remarry, would you... get back together with him?"
"Am I crazy or is he crazy?" Le Yao's eyes widened instantly. "You know how much he hates me, don't you? I almost died because of him! Isn't it good to be alive? Why would I want to die?"
"But……"
"Alright, stop with the 'buts' and 'buts'. If he's the one who asked you to ask, just tell him that it's fine for us to be friends. Of course, if he thinks that being friends is beneath me, then let's just be strangers." After saying that, Le Yao took the cardboard box and went upstairs without looking back.
Yang Jinhan touched his nose. That's not what he meant. What he meant was, if you really don't like Brother Jue anymore, then can I pursue you?
However, I didn't have a chance to say it. It seems I'll have to find another opportunity.
Le Yao returned to her dorm room, panting, and immediately lay down on her bed after putting down the cardboard box.
"Why is there an extra box?" Qiaoqiao came out of the bathroom and was also a little surprised when she saw the cardboard box.
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