Hearing Lin Runjie say this, Tan Yanli felt happy because it wasn't just her who had developed a habit; it turns out, unknowingly, he had also developed some kind of habit.
"You're a grown-up, what's there not to get used to?"
After swallowing the pastry in her mouth, Tan Yanli retorted to Lin Runjie.
He shrugged his shoulders and replied, "Perhaps the older you get, the more you fear loneliness. I truly felt a kind of loneliness last night."
Tan Yanli pursed her lips and said nothing more. Didn't she also feel lonely? Last night, it was the boundless loneliness that enveloped her, leading her to overthink.
"Yanli, I know that just talking doesn't do much. I will show you with my actions!"
Lin Runjie reached out and held Tan Yanli's hand, and she instinctively wanted to pull it out, but he held on tightly.
"But this requires your cooperation! Yanli, I know that deep down you are unwilling to give up on this marriage. Since you're reluctant, let's work together, okay?"
