Mo Jiashuo suddenly widened his eyes in surprise, and for once, his usually calm gaze revealed his astonishment.
Meeting his eyes, Tang Die softly smiled, "I know that big brother now feels about me…"
"No."
Mo Jiashuo interrupted her.
"…" Tang Die sighed lightly, then tucked the stray hair on her face behind her ear. A faint smile appeared on her lips, "No is good."
She had experienced what it felt like to like someone.
And had seen in the mirror the look in her eyes when she gazed at Mo Jiashuo.
She didn't want Mo Jiashuo to like her, not a bit.
Now… maybe he was a little moved by her too.
After all, the way he looked at her was somewhat different from before.
Sometimes she really hated herself for seeing so clearly, leaving no room to avoid it.
If it was just a little flutter, Tang Die thought it didn't matter.
Soon, as time passed, this bit of heartache would vanish like smoke.
As long as he loved her, that was enough.
