'Yeah, you guessed it right, you're really amazing.'
He replied to the message as dismissively as possible, yet after sending these short eight characters, he repeatedly read them over again, feeling irritated once he confirmed the dismissiveness in them.
But Yu Chen didn't seem to think so; it seemed like the girl who had been watching the message box all along instantly replied as if she'd already prepared the answer: 'So, since you don't want to talk about your dinner issues, do you want to chat about something else (๑´ㅂ`๑)?'
'Sure, I'm not doing anything right now anyway, what do you want to chat about?'
Having just criticized himself in his heart, Motan immediately tried to make up for the mistake, sincerely sending back a reply that definitely couldn't be considered perfunctory, and then inexplicably got angry about it, like a neurotic and spiritually unwell manic patient.
'Let me think... for example, how's your mood right now?'
