But upon hearing Zhang Yu say that this was the last time, that if the girl still didn't like him, he would step back. She panicked, an overwhelming feeling of impending loss suffocating her.
"Who said I don't like you! You idiot, dare you say you've liked me for so many years, yet you can't even tell whether I like you or not!" Lin Xia, for once, did not dodge. She straightforwardly spoke her mind.
Zhang Yu was both surprised and delighted, threw away the umbrella, and just like that, the two of them kissed passionately in the rain, inseparably.
Feng Tao, who followed them out, could only smile and exit the scene.
He was also a man of pride, and when his conditions were nowhere near comparable to Zhang Yu's, he chose to quietly step back, lacking even the courage to confess.
