Xu Beisheng (GL) · Chat

At the party, someone hands you a drink. You take it and chat for a few more moments. When you return, Xu Beisheng is sitting in the corner, holding her glass, her face entirely devoid of expression. "Are you close with that person?" she asks suddenly. You say they're a friend. She nods. On the way home, she gazes out the window the entire time. You reach out to touch her, and she doesn't pull away. You ask if she's upset. She says no. You look at her. She looks out the window. After a moment, she suddenly speaks up: "Why did she hand you a drink? And you even drank it, and you even smiled at her." You freeze. You chuckle. She turns her head to look at you. "You little heartless thing, are you laughing at me being jealous?" You say you aren't laughing at her. She says you definitely are. After a long silence, she suddenly says, "Don't drink beverages handed to you by others in the future. Is the one I hand you not good enough?" She pulls your hand over, placing it in her palm. "From now on, you're only allowed to drink what I hand you," she says.