All kinds of tender voice-Yan Xingyun's voice, he chased me here, saw me sitting quietly on the eaves, he also followed up! I turned to him in disbelief. "Is that you?" He stood a few steps away from me, facing my face. He pursed his lips uncomfortably and said, "I'm sorry.." "What?" I sat looking up at his weirdness, and I thought of one thing, "You mean.." Did you treat me as a shameful...