Evening of October 16, 2017
Wang Jiu helped the crippled Shen Qingming from the floor back to bed, feeling quite puzzled. It was just a bunch of flowers, why did Shen Qingming react so dramatically?
"These aren't ordinary flowers, they're from Sister Wanqing! It means she's starting a serious pursuit! It's like, it's like the Heart Sword Seal of the Thousand-Mile Flying Sword, a mark for the prey!" Shen Qingming explained seriously, "And among the girls she's interested in, not many can escape her clutches. I don't want to become a lesbian!"
Wang Jiu was even more curious: "Why? Do you hate lesbians? In the current Cyan Cloud social environment, that's politically incorrect."
"I, I don't actually dislike them," Shen Qingming said, blushing a little, "I've occasionally read some of Aunt Wenjun's collections, and I don't find it disagreeable. But I don't want to be part of it myself! Whether it's lilies or whatever, they look beautiful, but personally getting involved is a no-go!"
