It was simply a matter of temperament. In all her life, Qin Xin had never encountered a dilemma like this. If she liked someone, she liked them. If she hated someone, she cursed them out. She hated keeping things bottled up inside, and she had never known what worry truly felt like.
After wandering around outside for a long time, she ultimately felt that Chen Zhezhe's home was the warmest place to be, and she found herself walking back there as if of her own accord.
When she came through the door, Chen Zhezhe had already returned, but Qin Xin didn't even look at him, heading straight to her bedroom and slamming the door shut with a loud *bang*. Wang Xiuxiu wasn't home, and Shen Rongrong hadn't returned from her classes yet. Qin Xin sat down on a chair, propped her chin in her hand, and lost herself in a daze.
Chapter 605