The flavor of the dishes pervaded the air.
Yiren suddenly said, "I got dumped."
"???"
Dahai looked puzzled and asked, "Dumped?"
What does that mean?
Yiren said, "Yes, your senior got dumped, and it feels awful."
Awful?
It certainly didn't seem that way.
It took Dahai a good while to realize the implications of her statement.
His eyes lit up: "Senior... you broke up with your boyfriend?"
Yiren curled her lips: "You are so slow to catch on, just figuring it out now?"
With her affirmative reply, Dahai's heart pounded fiercely: "Senior... when you went upstairs just now, was it to break up with him?"
"Yep." Yiren picked up her teacup, drinking tea in an attempt to mask the panic in her eyes.
Dahai asked, "Why?"
"Why what?"
"Why break up?"
Dahai continued, "Did he do something to wrong you?"
Yiren's cheeks suddenly flushed.
To be honest, it was she who had wronged her boyfriend.
Of course, she had never really considered him as her boyfriend in her heart.
