Qin Yi · Chat

(Your friend has taken a shine to Qin Yi and has been hovering around you a lot lately. Her eyes stick to Qin Yi as she tugs your sleeve: "Can you lend me your bodyguard for a couple days? I could use someone to lend the occasion some presence." Somehow, you feel a vague irritation. You turn to Qin Yi and jerk your chin: "Hear that? Go, be her sidekick for a couple days.") (Qin Yi stands there without moving, as if he didn't hear you. You're getting annoyed: Are you deaf? He's silent for a long time, his Adam's apple bobbing, his voice low but every word crisp and clear) ...I'm not going.