“When you like someone, you get curious about everything about him. So I am guessing the reason why you are more curious about me is because you like me?” Smart men never made commitment easily.

So did Keqi and Li Qinghao. But there was one exception--Nancheng Lie.

“Well, let’s see.”

Li Qinghao and Keqi were lying on the bed which was big enough for three adults. Between them was a white blanket.

Whoever crossed the line was an animal but whoever not was even worse than an animal.

They sat cautiously and strictly on their own side like it was the some part instead of the whole body that crossed over the line if they did.

“Maybe…” Keqi sighed, “it is my first time in my life that I am worse than an animal.”

“As Buddha says, all lives were born equally. Human is no difference from animals except that human are higher animals.” Snorted Li Qinghao.

“I didn’t expect you believe in Buddhism.” Keqi teased.

“No, I don’t.” Li Qinghao explained coldly, “I happen to watch too much TV.” When he was little, Nancheng Lie used to drag him to watch oriental legendary fictions. Journey to the West was the most popular around each Chinese New Year by that time because it was one of the most famous Chinese ancient masterpieces. Therefore he could use one or two phrases that Buddha once said.

“Watching TV…” Keqi was a little down, “TV is only useful to me because it has international news on it.”

“You…” It was not appropriate to ask and he was not a gossipy person. Therefore, Li Qinghao chose to keep silent again.

“Do you remember the gunshot case two years ago?” Keqi got right to the point.

Of course he did, Li Qinghao thought to himself but said differently, “Both you and Nancheng Lie told me that I got involved because of you. But my classmates told me that I committed suicide because I was dumped by Nancheng Lie. I should believe you because no one likes being other’s scapegoat. But if you are telling the truth, why did my classmates think that way?”

“There’s a saying in China. Gossip is a fearful thing. Isn’t it?”Keqi asked him.

China? Li Qinghao could tell that Keqi distinguished himself from China. If he was Chinese, it didn’t make sense.

Therefore, he didn’t think him as Chinese. There might be two possibilities, one is that he was not Chinese at all and the other was that he was but was born and raised in another country.

Li Qinghao, therefore, had a rough understanding of him now. He…didn’t grow up in China.

“So that’s just gossip?”

“Sure.” Keqi raised his eyebrow.

“Go ahead.” Li Qinghao suggested. He remembered that the first one who said that he killed himself was Li Ka who had already graduated. Li Qinghuan curled up his lips. Thinking of Li Ka, he thought he had the answer now.

“My father was a prince of Leiluo Kingdom. The King of Leiluo Kingdom had one son and one daughter. Since our ancestors, only men could succeed to the throne. My mother was the daughter of Han Family. But my parents’ relationship was not approved by my grandpa. My father gave up the throne for my mother. He left his own country and returned here with my mother. As he was worried about everything in Leiluo, he got very sick and died eventually the second year I was born. My mother died when I was five years old, also three years later after my father died. I was…I was raised by my grandpa.”

Eyes are windows to the soul.

But when Li Qinghao looked at Keqi’s eyes, he couldn’t feel emotions in them as if he was reciting a story that was not his.

Leiluo prince, a daughter of the Hans …Hold on…

His heart was pounding wildly. He once asked his grandpa about his father but his grandpa said nothing. If Keqi was Han Mingxu, then, he was telling…telling…

Will You still Keep Flirting in front of Me?