Qin Yuhuan didn't say anything for a long time. Ziyi felt nervous for no reason. She knew that Qin Yuhuan was always slow to speak and do things. Now, no matter how eagerly she wanted an answer, she couldn't say a word to urge him to ask.

"When did I...say I was straight?"

Qin Yuhuan recalled the moments she spent with Ziyi, and it seemed as if she had never told Ziyi directly: "Ziyi, Ziyi, I am a straight woman."

She's such a good liar then.

Posture: ...

"Don't you remember that last time at the bar, you drank my drink and you said straight women don't have this taboo." She answered in a low voice. Isn't this an affirmation?

Qin Yuhuan was stunned, then had some impression, and found it quite funny. "I was afraid that you would be embarrassed, and it seemed like you cared a lot."

Posture: ...

It turned out that she had made the mistake herself. Suddenly, she felt a sense of joy as if she had escaped from a desperate situation.

She couldn't help but shook Qin Yuhuan's hand slightly, saying in a coquettish tone, "Then answer me properly this time."

"I know the definition of a straight woman. A woman with a female gender and a male sexual orientation is called a straight woman. A woman with both male and female sexual orientation is called a bisexual. A woman with a female sexual orientation is called a jerk."

Qin Yuhuan's clear and crisp answer made Ziyi's heart, which had just warmed up, feel like it was soaked in ice for a moment, and then seemed to be about to jump out of her chest violently.

——She knows it very clearly, and her understanding is completely correct. Would a straight woman know it so clearly? It seems unlikely.

That is... double?

Qin Yuhuan's slow temper almost burned out Ziyi's CPU. Not only was it burning in a panic, but he was also anxious and eager to know a more exact answer.

It turned out that Qin Yuhuan was a lazy person. Before the deliberate silence even began, she stopped talking again, as if she was thinking seriously.

Ziyi reflected on whether she was too radical. She should have been more tactful and not brought up such a slightly sensitive topic.

After all, emotional issues are private no matter where you put them, and so is sexual orientation, especially since Qin Yuhuan is a female star.

She felt annoyed by her impulsiveness and tried to withdraw her hand quietly, but Qin Yuhuan tightened her hand, which seemed to indicate that she was running away. "Ziyi, I... I'm not really sure," she said.

The graceful movements paused, not quite understanding what Qin Yuhuan meant, "I don't understand?"

Did Qin Yuhuan give her a positive answer or a negative one?

Qin Yuhuan became quiet again.

She really wanted to answer, "If you want me to be, then I am. If you want me not to be, then I may not be," but if she said that, it seemed that her love was unconcealable.

The friendship with Ziyi was an unexpected surprise, and Qin Yuhuan didn't want to lose it now that he had it.

She carefully kept the relationship as friendship, but her subconscious mind was stirring to go a step further.

Can……

She wasn't sure what Ziyi was thinking.

Since the first year of high school, there has been only one Shu Baizhu in Ziyi's world of love. It has been almost ten years now. In ten years, is it really possible for there to be no trace left?

Qin Yuhuan was unsure. She wanted a relationship that belonged to her completely, not an awkward relationship where she would be caught in a dilemma and hesitation once Shu Baizhu looked back at her after she got it.

If that's the case, then she would rather stick to the current boundaries than seeing Ziyi sad, or than not being the chosen one.

"You mean, you're not sure about your sexual orientation." Ziyi realized, "Is it because you've never liked anyone before?"

Qin Yuhuan was lost in thought, waiting anxiously, and asked softly, her voice not loud, even her tone was cautious, as if she would scare Qin Yuhuan if she spoke a little louder.

"I have someone I like," Qin Yuhuan's words were just like her, slow but with an indescribable gentleness and power. Unfortunately, this gentleness and power made Ziyi sink into the cold again at this moment. "I have liked her for many years, but she never knew it. She even never knew me, Ziyi."

"I'm not sure about my sexual orientation because I'm not sure what kind of relationship she wants to have with me. In some cases, my sexual orientation can be changed according to her will."

She turned over and looked at Qin Yuhuan's profile in the dark. Unfortunately, the hotel curtains were not very light-blocking, so she could only roughly make out Qin Yuhuan's outline but couldn't see his face clearly.

"Do I know him?" Ziyi couldn't tell how she felt at the moment, sour and a little depressed, "The person you like."

Ziyi's few words made Qin Yuhuan feel complicated, and she didn't know how to respond to Ziyi's questions for a moment.

The late night is like a magic box that releases people's desires. The moment night falls, the complex shackles wrapped around people seem to be unlocked secretly.

Qin Yuhuan gave Ziyi some hints in a fit of impulse.

She didn't really want to lie about the topic of "the person she liked", but in fact, if she didn't tell the truth, Ziyi would have a lot of questions. If she told the truth, Ziyi seemed to have even more questions, and she could never refuse to answer them.

"I don't know." After thinking about it, "I don't know anything" seemed to be the best choice. "Why do you suddenly want to ask me this question?"

"It's just... I'm a little curious. Sometimes I feel like you're not very straight."

She deliberately suppressed all her emotions, except for her eyes hidden in the night, which showed an unspeakable loss between opening and closing. She did not show the slightest sadness when she spoke, "You don't know the composition of your fans. More than 80% of them are female fans. They always call you husband in the super chat."

The fans who have increased recently seem to be more active than before, and even those who were lurking in the past are starting to pop up.

Qin Yuhuan: ...

"Is Xiaozi one of the 80%? The kind that calls me hubby."

Posture: ...

"Why are you..." Ziyi couldn't help but poke Qin Yuhuan's waist, "Why are you always focusing on something so strange and hurtful? Do you think I'm someone who can call you husband?"

Qin Yuhuan responded in a rather pertinent tone: "Yes."

Ziyi was so angry that she stopped holding Qin Yuhuan's hand and turned over with her back to him. She said in a muffled voice, "How can you tell that I look like him? Humph, even if I screamed, it wouldn't be..." the scream that the person you wanted to hear.

The face hidden in the night was smiling undisguisedly. Qin Yuhuan, with a little tentative intention, put his arms around Ziyi's waist from behind and pressed against her back, "That must be the best sounding one."

She froze her body, she was a little confused about what Qin Yuhuan meant.

Because you don't like me, you can hug me so unscrupulously?

But from what Qin Yuhuan said, the person she likes...

Is it a boy or a girl?

Qin Yuhuan seemed reluctant to talk about the topic of "the person he loved", and Ziyi was not so tactless. She just slept very poorly all night. Even when Qin Yuhuan hugged her, she still felt sour and bitter.

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