"Xiao Er."
The car's quiet interior was suddenly broken as the man spoke, his voice slightly stagnant and tinged with an unusual somberness.
"Huh?" Gu Xiaoer, caught off-guard, turned to look at him and met his profoundly secretive eyes that seemed to struggle with guilt, then she saw his lips part once more.
"Xiao Er, you really dislike her, don't you?"
"I..." Unsure whether to affirm or deny. Conflicted and ambivalent, silence seemed like the best response.
Han Luoli gently shook his head, his gaze drifting into the distance, "Xiao Er, she's not worth any effort on your part, much less worth you... changing yourself for."
"..." The more she listened, the more confused she became.
"Da Luoluo." Gu Xiaoer abruptly interjected, her scrunched-up 'bun' face showing a hint of indignation, "Do you think I bullied her?"
"Xiao Er!" Han Luoli's voice lowered sternly, Where did this absurd idea come from?