"I don’t like him..."
"Stop! Rongrong, don’t try to argue with . I’m not Li Zhiyan—arguing with won’t get you anywhere."
"I think if you like him, just admit it openly. We’re already halfway through life—what’s there to be afraid of admitting?"
He Yanrong clenched her small fists tightly.
"Fine, I think I really might be in love with Li Zhiyan. Honestly, I used to just see him as a kid and even thought about taking him on as a godson."
"You know, a young man who’s fluent in foreign languages, can talk about world history, and even plays Go!"
"How amazing is that?!"
"But back then, I just saw Li Zhiyan as a child."
"Yet today, when we were in the water and he held onto , I felt a sense of security I’ve never felt in my entire life."
"After he dragged to the shore, he even perford CPR on my chest."
"Not what you’re thinking—it wasn’t inappropriate at all. It was just an ergency asure."
"But still, even though it was just first aid, there was physical contact, and it included mouth-to-mouth resuscitation. In that mont, my heart was pounding so fast, so fast."
He Yanrong buried her face in her hands. Between her fever and the wave of embarrassnt, her face felt like it was on fire.
Seeing the ripple-like tenderness in He Yanrong’s peach blossom-shaped eyes, Liu Li sighed and said, "Oh my god... I think you’ve really lost it."
"Before, I was just teasing you for fun."
"But I truly didn’t expect that you’d actually dare to fall for Li Zhiyan."
"You’re old enough to be his mother, for crying out loud."
Once the words were out in the open, He Yanrong didn’t even care anymore.
"Whatever, I’ve fallen for him, so what?"
"Let the chips fall where they may."
"So what’s your plan then? If you take my advice and just pursue a casual relationship without expecting a lifeti commitnt, then I’ll support you."
"After all, happiness is happiness, even if it’s just for one day. We’re truly standing on the edge of youth right now."
"If we don’t find monts of joy in this life, we’ll completely miss the chance forever."
"Xiao Yan probably senses that I like him, right? If he confesses to , I’d agree to be with him."
He Yanrong buried her head in her chest, feeling like she could barely breathe.
"I think... it might not be that easy."
Liu Li’s comnt made He Yanrong instinctively lift her head.
"Why?"
"I don’t think Li Zhiyan will take the initiative to confess to you."
"But I feel like he likes ."
"I know. He does like you."
"But earlier, when he ran out, I could see it clearly—the worry and fear in his eyes."
"He was scared that sothing might have happened to Lai Feifei."
"This young man, he really is a good person."
"I think he’s the type who cherishes his emotions. If he feels it’s worth it, he’ll give his all."
"From everything you told about him, I can sense that about him."
"But his feelings might be a bit... scattered."
"I’m pretty sure that Lai Feifei holds a place in his heart too. If you told she didn’t, I wouldn’t believe you for a second."
"To put it simply—he’s a bit of a romantic."
"He probably has feelings for several people."
"He definitely likes you, but I’d guess you’re not the only one he likes."
"Rember when you asked him at driving school?"
"You asked him whether he liked Shen Hongi or Lai Feifei, and he said he liked them both."
"Back then, you told he was joking, but I’m not so sure about that."
"Maybe he really does like them both—he just hasn’t made up his mind."
"Now, it’s possible the people he likes have increased to three."
"Which is why I don’t think he’ll actively pursue you."
Seeing the shifting expression and the hint of disappointnt in He Yanrong’s eyes, Liu Li continued, "Though you are incredibly gorgeous—the most perfect partner in any room—"
"Being with you would undoubtedly be intoxicating and unforgettable."
"But Lai Feifei and Shen Hongi are also top-tier beauties."
"And it’s clear that their emotional connection with Li Zhiyan runs deeper than yours."
"I think it’s pretty unlikely that he’ll confess to you if you’re just waiting for it to happen."
As Liu Li laid it all out plainly, He Yanrong couldn’t help but feel that she had a point.
"You saw it yourself—when you kissed Li Zhiyan, Lai Feifei got so furious she stord off, and no one could stop her."
"I called out to her, and she wouldn’t even respond to ."
"That made it blatantly obvious—Lai Feifei has feelings for Li Zhiyan."
"If things keep going this way, I actually think he might confess to Lai Feifei first. If that happens and they end up together, you’ll lose your chance forever."
Recalling Lai Feifei’s behavior earlier, He Yanrong found it increasingly plausible.
"So what should I do?"
"What else? You’re a woman. You take the initiative to... sedu—no, confess your feelings to Li Zhiyan yourself!"
"The day after tomorrow, get yourself dressed up nicely. Isn’t he coming to teach you Go? Just confess to him directly and make him yours. That way, Lai Feifei and Shen Hongi won’t stand a chance."
"Will that work?"
"If you’re too scared, then just sit back and wait for Lai Feifei to get together with him. Who knows, they might even end up spending the night together tonight. By then, you won’t even have a chance to act—it’ll all be over. You’ll just be left to daydream after that."
"Let think about it. I’m so tired."
Sleepiness started to overwhelm her—clearly the dication was kicking in.
"Alright, my dear goddess. Rest well and take care of yourself. Your body is already weak as it is, so you can’t keep staying up late."
"You barely scraped by with your life this ti!"
...
After chasing after Lai Feifei, Li Zhiyan kept trying to grab her hand.
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