Yi does not quite understand why Angela has to act like that on stage. Both of them have known each other since the early days, given how they practice, train, and have classes together. However, he finds no reason to bring that up. The topic is not even related. The only reason he answers her question is that it seems rude to leave it hanging, especially during a live show. Even though he is busy talking, he notices the hands balling into fists, clutching the pants tightly till it wrinkles. He glances through the corner of his eyes to see Xia is frowning. The Asian brown eyes get smaller, narrowing as they look at the petite frame in a skintight black glittering dress on stage. Yi looks between his boyfriend’s face and the hand with a frown of his own. He knows precisely how Xia feels, ev
