Yu Xia and the others have no idea about the comments on the bullet screen, nor do they have the time to care.
Someone in the subway car was taking photos of Xie Qingci. Some silly girl even had her flash on, causing a group of people nearby to lift their heads to watch the commotion.
Xie Qingci pulled the brim of his hat down even further.
Yu Xia extended her finger and poked his leg.
"Why don't you sit here? I can block you."
He didn't hear clearly, so he bent his head further down, asking puzzledly, "Hmm? What did you say?"
Just as Yu Xia was about to repeat herself, those girls who were taking photos suddenly hesitated and said softly, "It really looks like Xie Qingci... Xie Qingci? Are you Xie Qingci?"
Yu Xia sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose. Xie Qingci, however, remained calm, shook his head slightly, and said in a clearer voice than usual, "No."
