Ji Qingqian was already sitting cross-legged on the bed, a scarf draped over her thighs, her hand gently stroking it. Upon hearing her boyfriend's words, her shoulders suddenly trembled:
"The weave isn't very good—!?"
Lu Yibei: ...?
His girlfriend usually speaks in a calm and even gentle way, and rarely has such a high-pitched expression.
Ji Qingqian bit her lip gently, her eyes misty with resentment, and she glared at Lu Yibei in front of her.
Then.
With a snap, she snatched the box back from where she had given it away.
"...I won't see you off."
After saying that, she felt that her expression of taking back the gift might have been a bit too much, so she glanced at her boyfriend.
The latter looked genuinely surprised.
What's going on here?
As mentioned before, Lu Yibei only anticipated that his girlfriend would like it, but he didn't expect her reaction to be so strong.
Lu Yibei: "...Huh?"
Ji Qingqian lowered her eyes, somewhat displeased: "I'll give you a different gift..."
Lu Yibei: "Ah."
Watching her usually quick-witted boyfriend get turned into a robot by her combo, Ji Qingqian felt a pang of heartache for no reason. She could sense from his blank reaction that he seemed to be both surprised and sad.
Ji Qingqian hadn't spoken yet.
Lu Yibei opened his mouth, suppressing his surprise, and asked softly with a smile, "What's wrong?"
She saw her boyfriend's gentle smile despite his fright.
Ji Qingqian was silent for a moment, then finally took out the box that was hidden behind her back and gently pushed it towards him:
Here you go... but you can't laugh.
"Um?"
"No laughing allowed."
"…Um."
Lu Yibei switched to manual mode and pulled down the corner of his mouth with his finger.
Looking at her boyfriend's earnest "he" shaped mouth, Ji Qingqian wanted to laugh, but when she saw the pale yellow scarf he was giving her, she became a little annoyed.
Why bother with something so easy to knit?
Lu Yibei tilted his head: "...?"
As the boy's mouth twitched, it seemed as if he had lost the ability to speak.
Ji Qingqian had lost interest and confidence in seeing what kind of touched expression her boyfriend would show. She opened the box for him with some irritation.
Inside lay a dark red scarf.
In comparison, Ji Qingqian felt that the scarf she had painstakingly knitted and was so proud of looked like a middle school student's handicraft project.
Lu Yibei: "...Pfft."
Ji Qingqian immediately got annoyed: "You laughed."
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