Chapter 810

I saw the photo in the thread, too. It had captured the moment Winston and I were sitting opposite each other and chowing down the kebab.

Due to the camera angle, it looked like Winston and I were very close to each other physically, our heads almost touching each other. Winston's head was slightly raised, looking at me tenderly like a loving boyfriend.

I replayed the whole lunch in my mind and couldn't recall the time he gazed at me this affectionately. More and more comments piled on, saying that we would be the most perfect couple at Jesselton College.

I went through the whole event in my mind again. This time, I figured out the answer. He wasn't looking at me. He was looking at my fries! What a huge misunderstanding!

Right when I was racking my brain to come up with a convincing clarification, Winston replied to the thread.

As someone who lived without social media, he sure knew how to compose a succinct explanation, but his explanation also annoyed me slightly.

"Hi, Winston