Lu Niange stared into Jian Chenxi's eyes, black and deep, and said, "Xiaoxi, actually, I do have feelings for you."
Jian Chenxi's expression became increasingly shocked as she looked at him.
She sat there motionless, not even blinking, afraid that all of this was just an illusion. After a long time, she finally blinked, and it took about a dozen seconds before she opened her mouth and called out, "Niange."
Lu Niange responded with a faint "Hmm."
Jian Chenxi didn't know what happened, but tears welled up in her eyes, warm and sour with pain, she felt a terrible blockage in her throat.
She felt that after how she had treated Lu Niange, she deserved nothing now nor dared to speak of his feelings or love for her.
But now, he had unexpectedly told her that he wasn't without feelings for her.
Her tears pitter-pattered down, and she raised her hand to cover her face, unable to utter a word.
