"Stop messing around. Take a look for me. Don't you know that one's curiosity can kill a swarm of locusts?"
"You won't be happy. I'd rather you keep your current angry face..."
"I said I wouldn't be angry. How many times do you want me to emphasize? Miserable Yuchi Kimlan... I'm leaving. I'm going out to find a handsome guy to be my friend. Bye."
When I turned around and had not walked half a step, he held me tightly with some faint sparks in his eyes. He didn't know what he meant, but he was not very happy.
I turned my wrist, but it still stopped in his imprisoned palm. I looked up at him, and my face wrinkled slightly.
"It hurts... hurts."
He whispered a word and quickly let go of his hand, feeling my pulse gently.
"I'm sorry."
"I want to look at the photos."
I insisted. His eye
