Yun Qiqi answered honestly, "Very pretty," she paused, "very large, very beautiful, but... it kind of looks like a girl's room."
"It wasn't like this before," the man slightly lowered his eyes, with a hint of reminiscence, "It only turned like this after you came."
"What?"
"We used to live together," Yan Yan glanced at her and said, "This was also your room."
Yun Qiqi was utterly stunned this time, and her ears started to heat up. Her dark eyes flickered slightly, feeling a bit guilty and unable to look at him.
Before... did she really share a room with Yan Yan?
What was she thinking back then, actually sharing a room with this man!!
The man seemed not to notice her reaction and continued speaking, his usual pleasant voice carrying a hint of sadness: "But later, there was only me left. I didn't throw away anything you left, but you never came back..."
Detecting his sorrow, Yun Qiqi inexplicably felt a bit uncomfortable as well.
