A moment later, Cen Yu moved away from Qiang Yuanqing. He took a drag of his cigarette, exhaled, and waved to Qiang Yuanqing, "Thanks, brother."
Qiang Yuanqing looked at the lighter he was still holding, seemingly lost in thought or regret. "Give me one too."
Cen Yu, with a cigarette between his fingers, glanced at him strangely but didn't ask any questions. He took one and handed it to Qiang Yuanqing, then watched as the other lit it before tucking the lighter into his pocket.
The light source disappeared, and the two men smoked in the corner.
After a long pause, Qiang Yuanqing finally said, "I don't know what Xiaoyu likes about you."
You shouldn't know. Cen Yu thought, smoking a cigarette.
He looked up at the moon overhead, then glanced regretfully at Qiang Yuanqing. "It's not too late for you to realize this now."
“I don’t have anything worth liking,” Cen Yu said deliberately.
Qiang Yuanqing looked at him and said, "I thought you would praise yourself and mention some of your strengths."
"Ha." Cen Yu chuckled briefly, looking at Qiang Yuanqing with a mischievous glint in his eyes—
“I clearly have no redeeming qualities, yet Yu Xinyu likes me so much.”
"Maybe he just likes me the way I am."
Cen Yu watched with satisfaction as Qiang Yuanqing's expression changed. He reached out and patted Qiang Yuanqing's shoulder somewhat flirtatiously, "The young lady only loves poor scholars."
“Even if the poor scholar is full of lies and has nothing,” Cen Yu said, looking at Qiang Yuanqing, “the young lady is always head over heels in love with him.”
"You might have to suffer a bit to realize that love isn't all that great."
His words were almost sarcastic, and Cen Yu guessed that Qiang Yuanqing would definitely not be able to stand it, but unexpectedly, Qiang Yuanqing just looked behind him and then said—
"...Xiaoyu?"
Upon hearing this, Cen Yu turned around abruptly and saw Yu Xinyu, who had slowly approached him at some point.
The other person stood under the cover of trees, and it was unclear how long they had been there or how long they had been listening.
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