At about 10:00 pm, we closed up shop and prepared for departure. Dali suggested we have supper first since it was late. Bingxin’s presence was like a dose of adrenaline for him.

"Forget supper!” I snorted. “Make it a quick trip. We’ll go and prove it’s false. Do you really think I’m that interested?" 

"But we hardly hang out together!" argued Dali.

Dali insisted on having supper and found a stall selling seafood porridge. While he went to order, I briefly explained Dali’s dismal emotional life to Bingxin, and with her high EQ, she soon understood the situation. “I’m not gonna be the bitch who breaks people’s relationships. I promise I won’t reply to Dali’s text messages in the future..." she...