"I didn't want to think you were like that so I didn't believed it. You're not like that." Yihao looked him in the eyes, determined and undeterred as he took the tissue and cleaned off his eyes. He turned his head and looked at Xue Yang, remembering he was right there and looking at him a little less sure than he did Chenglei. Well, he was a gangster who once flashed a knife at him - it was hard to be comfortable.

Turning back to Chenglei, he swallowed hard. "What do I do now?"