As I eat, Wenyi feels more and more unpleasant.
Because the man opposite has been staring at her.
Staring at first, she wasn’t the kind of person who couldn’t eat after being stared at, but the man’s eyes were straight-forward. In other words, she was so existential that she couldn’t ignore it.
She occasionally raised her head to look at him, and she would find that the man on the opposite side was slowly cutting the steak and eating another bite elegantly, but his eyes were always staring at her, nonchalantly and gloomy.
Wen Yi felt that the man had cut the steak as if it were her.
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