"If I guessed correctly, he likes you."
Ziyi said.
Qingyi's face turned crimson, and she shyly replied, "Sister, stop joking, how could it be possible."
"It's true."
Ziyi smiled with her eyes and said, "Just now, I was going to give you CPR, but he stopped me and did it himself. What else could that mean if not that he likes you?"
"This..."
Hearing this, Qingyi's heart raced, her face turned even redder, and she felt a bit panicked as she said, "Then, what should I do?"
"Isn't it obvious? You should be with him!" Ziyi said with a smile, her eyes deep and flickering with tiny lights, "He's one of the few good men in this world."
"Sister." Qingyi blinked her eyes and said, "Do you like him?"
"Huh?"
Ziyi's face reddened, a hint of panic flashed in her eyes, and she quickly waved her hands, "No, no, how could that be! Stop imagining things; you should just stay with him. I don't like him at all."
"Really?"
"No."
"But, you're blushing."
"..."
Three days passed quickly.
