I caught up with Xia Mengmeng downstairs. She heard the footsteps and looked back at me. I got shy every time I talked to girls, so I stammered, “Um, it’s very late right now. I’ll accompany you to the taxi.”

She smiled a little and uttered, “Thank you.”

I felt uncomfortable walking with her alone. I understood why Dali didn’t come to send her now. When she heard that two people were fighting, Xia Mengmeng got worried.

“Please tell Dali not to associate himself with that kind of person,” she asked me. “When Dali was singing, Ye Shiwen tried to touch my hand. I hate those kinds of sleazy guys the most.”

“Well, you can’t blame him completely, I guess. After all, his parents got divorced since he was young. No one probably taught him how to behave properly.”

Xia Mengmeng sighed. “You’re being too generous!”

My face reddened. I then remembered to put a good word in for Dali. So I changed the subject quickly. I mentioned how much of a loyal friend Dali was, and how he was always respectful towards girls.

Xia Mengmeng turned out to be a very...