Xingyu had become unusually comfortable coming over to your house after your brother introduced him to you. Since then, he had used various excuses just to see you.

One afternoon, he randomly welcomed himself in while you were resting on the couch. Both of you stared at each other, expecting him to come up with yet another excuse.

"What?" He shrugged, then sat down beside you on the couch, placing his arm on your shoulder. "I ran out of excuses. I just wanted to see you."