"Zhou Yu..." When Zhou Yu was in a daze, He Sijiao asked with the same tone as before, "Jiaojiao, are you talking about me?"
"..."
How do you want me to answer that?
If I say yes, doesn't that mean I like you?
Although I really do like you... but setting that aside for now...
Because it was so hard to say, Zhou Yu just mechanically nodded after being dumbfounded for a long, long time.
"Chen Yuan, is that true?"
He Sijiao asked again.
A question like this, if I answer it, that's a direct confession...
Should I go for the direct confession or not?
Damn it Yuan, you're such a jerk!
With her hand placed on her wildly beating chest, He Sijiao was very nervous now. But amidst the nervousness, she seemed to find a trace of...
Expectancy?
What, what am I expecting?
It's not weird to be liked by someone, right? What's wrong with me?
So, what's so hard about saying you like me?
You won't even dare to look me in the eye...
"If you don't want to say it, never mind!"
