Lord Jealousy of East Asia

"I like it a lot," An Xiaxia said honestly.

"But I was told that… he picks on you all the time…" Xiao Yan hesitated. "You don't have to stretch yourself thin for him…"

An Xiaxia said earnestly, "You're really mistaken about our relationship. He's great to me."

Xiao Yan looked as if a heavy weight had been lifted off his shoulders. "I'm glad to hear that. Thank you for your help."

"You're welcome."

-

That evening, An Xiaxia went back home, logged into QQ, and saw that Xiao Yan had already sent her the song.

She replayed it several times. Xiao Xue had good basic training in music and Xiao Yan's lyrics were very well-put. They were youthful and had the bittersweet sense of an unrequited love.

She typed in the chat box, "I only have an earphone mic… It probably won't sound that professional."

"That's ok. It's good enough for us," Xiao Yan replied immediately.

"Alright…"