"Ji Tingyang, are you insane?!"
Ji Zeqiu had rushed back from school upon learning of Ji Tingyang's actions, now tightly gripping his collar.
"I am not insane." Jingyang's eyes were inhumanly cold.
"Locking Wen Li up here, if that's not madness, what is?!" Ji Zeqiu gritted his teeth.
"Only by locking her up here can she not leave." Ji Tingyang looked at him, "Don't you also like Wen Li? We should have the same idea, right?"
Ji Zeqiu's grip on his clothes tightened, then slowly loosened, "No... that's not right..."
"Your way of thinking is wrong, do you know what you are doing, if someone reports..." His voice trembled slightly.
"Then are you going to report me, do you want to put me in jail?" Ji Tingyang interrupted him.
Ji Zeqiu's body suddenly stiffened in place, he opened his mouth, flashes of their childhood dependency passing through his mind, unable to utter a word.