Ling Momo clenched her teeth, took a deep breath, and then began to speak in one breath, "Yes, I do like you, but so what? If you knew I've loved two men, would you still want me?"
At that, Li Qingshen's eyes trembled slightly as he raised his hand and gently caressed her delicate face, his voice carrying a hint of hoarseness, "I know all about that."
Ling Momo shook her head, tears obscuring her vision, rendering her unable to see his expression clearly.
In the past, she'd stubbornly refused to cry in front of him, but this time she wanted to indulge her vulnerability.
It was better this way, with tears blurring her eyes, she could confess everything without seeing any disdain in his eyes.
Ling Momo bit her lower lip and continued, "No, you don't know. I liked him a lot. He came into my life during my darkest moments. Although he was rarely beside me, he could bring me a warmth I'd never felt before with just simple words and actions."
