"Oh, these people really have nothing better to do, you even know about this."
Cheng Lie looked ahead, but his thoughts were slightly adrift.
"I think they're all just talking nonsense, so I didn't take it seriously."
"It's not all nonsense. I used to like him quite a bit."
The motorcycle stopped at that moment.
Jiang Lai bumped her head on Cheng Lie's shoulder.
"What are you doing?"
"Nothing, there's a pothole ahead."
"You've been here hundreds of times; don't you know to avoid it?"
Cheng Lie didn't say anything, started the motorcycle again, and continued forward silently.
Sitting at the back, Jiang Lai rubbed her head and gave him a playful punch.
"Not happy to hear that I liked someone else?"
The motorcycle buzzed and stopped again, causing Jiang Lai to bump her head to the other side.
"Cheng Lie!"
On the motorcycle, Cheng Lie sat quietly, not turning back, and asked in a low voice.
"Am I being too obvious?"
Jiang Lai tightened her face and pinched him.
