Ding Yixin chuckled and finally grasped Rong Xingyu's playful little hand in his own, weaving his fingers between Rong Xingyu's so their ten fingers were tightly intertwined.
He blew a soft breath into Rong Xingyu's ear and asked in a low voice, "What were you looking at just now?"
Rong Xingyu felt a tickle in his ear and couldn't help but laugh, shifting slightly to the side.
He nestled further into Ding Yixin's arms, shaking his head lightly.
"And what was Yuyu thinking just now?"
Hearing the indulgent tone in Ding Yixin's voice, Rong Xingyu fell silent for a few seconds before letting out a sigh.
He recounted everything that had happened in the dorm yesterday to Ding Yixin, including how Pan Yinhu had completely torn off the facade and how the dormitory relationships were now irreparably broken.
Ding Yixin watched Rong Xingyu intently and lowering his head to listen patiently.
