Leave me alone

  Finally school was over, after returning home, Yimeng threw her bag aside and lay on the sofa watching TV. Yuanda poured two cups of hot water onto the tea table and also sat down on the small sofa.

  "Brother, do you like Li Qian?" Yimeng asked Yuanda while adjusting the TV.

  Yuan Da picked up the pillow and held it against his chest, looking at Yi Meng, "I don't know if I like you or not!"

  Yi Meng smiled and picked up a pillow, sitting on the sofa, looking at Yuan Da, "Come on, I want to hear it from your own mouth."

  Yuanda looked at Yimeng and said, "That... tell me first, do you like...?" Yuanda deliberately paused for a moment before continuing, "Do you like Qiancheng?"

  Yuan Da stared at Yi Meng without blinking, and after hearing Yuan Da's words, Yi Meng's face suddenly turned red. She tightly hugged the pillow, hiding half of her face inside.

  Embarrassed Yimeng made Yuanda tense up, he was afraid that Yimeng really liked Qiancheng, "You, you say it quickly."

  Yi Meng couldn't help but laugh, then turned her head to look at Yuan Da, "So, do you like Li Qian?"

  Yuan Da didn't expect Yi Meng to make this move, he turned his head to watch TV, pretending not to hear. But he felt uncomfortable in his heart, finally he turned his head again and looked at Yi Meng, "I don't like it."

  "Ah! You really don't like it, huh. Just as I guessed, but Li Qian is so good to you. How could you..." Yimeng looked at Yuanda with a blaming gaze.

  "I've finished speaking, it's your turn now." Yuan Da's face also turned a little red after being spoken to by Yi Meng, but he still didn't forget to ask Yi Meng.

  Yi Meng bit her pillow and patted it with her hand, but didn't say a word. Yuan Da got anxious, he jumped onto the sofa where Yi Meng was sitting and sat down beside her.

  "Hey, speak up! I've already said it." Yuan Da bumped Yimeng with his shoulder.

  Yi Meng tightly hugged her pillow, "I, I, I..." Yi Meng stuttered and couldn't say anything.

  "What's wrong with you? How old are you and still can't speak?" Yuan Da patted the back of Yi Meng's head with his hand.

  Yi Meng looked at Yuan Da with a worried expression, "I don't know."

  Yi Meng's sentence "I don't know" had already given Yuan Da a great deal of hurt, because although "I don't know" only has three words, the meaning it contains is twofold: one is "love", and the other is "not love". At this time, Yuan Da would rather believe that it's "not love" than believe that it's "love".