Upon seeing this scene, Zheng Yanyan immediately got scared and quickly grabbed Zhou Yuwen's hand, beginning to act pitiful. She asked with a sad expression: "Do you really have to do this?"
Zhou Yuwen said, it's not that I have to do this.
"It's just that I know you too well, Yanyan. The reason we're getting along so pleasantly now is because you're not my girlfriend. If we got back together, you'd definitely start acting up again in all sorts of ways, and I feel it's really unnecessary."
"Is that so?"
At this moment, Zhou Yuwen was standing by the bedside, while Zheng Yanyan was sitting on the bed holding a pillow, with one hand still clutching Zhou Yuwen's arm.
Zheng Yanyan looked up sadly at Zhou Yuwen.
She didn't actually want to ask this question.
But she couldn't just keep pretending to be clueless.
Eventually, Zheng Yanyan asked the question she'd been holding onto in her heart: "Haven't thought about getting back together?"
