"Tell her," Yudel said flatly, "Aren't you feel guilty? Telling her the truth will alleviate your guilt."
Gigi felt a lot more relaxed hearing his words.
Her face became less serious, and she said, "Okay! I hope Ziana will remember sooner. If she asks me, I will tell her everything."
"Yeah." Yudel put his hand on her shoulder and shook it lightly, "Now is it the time to talk about us?"
Gigi's smile froze at the corner of her lips.
She quickly looked at Yudel, then lowered her eyes and asked in a low voice, "What are we supposed to talk about?"
"If there is nothing, we can do something," Yudel teased her with a serious look.
Gigi pressed her lips.
Seeing that she was silent, Yudel pushed his glasses, moved his hands to her shirt, and rubbed the button.
After fiddling with it a few times, he unbuttoned the top one.
Yudel smiled gracefully. But when his hand was about to go down, Gigi grabbed it.