"Being Cold"

Lai Jiayi was all smile as she said her greetings. The girl then lifted her head, about to speak again when Zhao Yang looked at her with a pair of cold eyes.

The guy only nodded.

"Mm. Morning." Zhao Yang then turned around and speeded up without looking back. He went past right beside the girl, leaving Lai Jiayi dumbfounded.

...huh?

Lai Jiayi's jaw dropped to the floor as she watched Zhao Yang disappear behind the elevator door. He was so fast that she couldn't stop him in time.

...what? What the–

"Yaya...what's going on?" Lai Jiayi gripped her broom tightly. Her mouth was still wide open, and the girl got a blank look on her face.

'Did Zhao Yang just...ignore me? Ah, no, he answered, but– '

"I...don't know, quack?" Yaya gulped. He checked Lai Jiayi's barometer, and it was still at 23%. Nothing changed.

'So why...Zhao Yang feels so distant?'

"Is it only me, or was that guy treating me coldly? Like– he just answered shortly and then…" Lai Jiayi inhaled.