doomed and reversed 1

She turned her head aside angrily, and sat down on the sofa in the living room. I followed, sat next to her, and tugged at her sleeve, "Yubing, don't be angry, I really don't dislike you." mean."

"But what's that relief look on your face when you hear I didn't do it?"

"That's—that's—" I stammered for a long time and finally had to lower my head, "Well, I did, I did—but your cooking really made me feel shadowed."

Yubing turned her head to look at me, didn't speak, and only sighed after a long time.