"How did I wrongly accuse you?"
Chen Ningxi thought that a good relationship is built on trust. If even Cheng Qiaobei falls into clichés, she didn't want to even think about dating again in her lifetime.
"No, that's not right," Cheng Qiaobei immediately noticed the problem. "The atmosphere of our conversation is off, let's adjust that."
Chen Ningxi had never seen anyone wanting to reset before an argument even began.
Cheng Qiaobei took Chen Ningxi's hand and apologized first: "Sorry, it was my expression that made you misunderstand just now, I should reflect on my behavior first."
Chen Ningxi: "..."
An apology before the fight even starts; completely off script.
"Let me say my piece first, don't interrupt me, and after I finish, you can point out any part that you think is wrong."
Chen Ningxi had spent the day planting trees, and in her words, her wing roots and tips were achingly sore.
"You go ahead."
Cheng Qiaobei: "I feel like you don't really care about me."