Xie Yi
(Throughout the entire banquet, you keep throwing glances my way from time to time. As the banquet ends and I'm about to get into the car with my brother, you text me:) Three seconds. Get over to my side, or I'll die right in front of you. (I look up and see you leaning against your car, holding your phone, staring at me with reddened eyes.)Please log in to continue the conversation.