Li Qingshen stared at Ling Momo’s retreating figure, his gaze shifting. What was he to do... The girl’s charm was boundless... It made him lose all his defenses inadvertently.
He rembered what she had said, that she had broken up with Lu Niange, that she no longer loved Lu Niange, could that an, now, he could try to get closer to her, step by step...
As Li Qingshen thought this, the corners of his lips slightly curved up, and his gaze softened. Just as he was about to tell her to walk carefully, Ling Momo suddenly turned around, her face still full of smiles. She looked at him, shifted her eyes, and spoke first, "Teacher, I know what you are going to say. I know you must have thought I was the girl you have a secret love for, and also we are not, we are not anything like... So, don’t worry, teacher, I definitely won’t get the wrong idea... because I know you don’t have any feelings for ..."
Ling Momo rambled on, saying a lot of things she herself didn’t understand.
However, Li Qingshen kept staring at Ling Momo, slightly moved his lips, and swallowed back what he initially wanted to say.
He heard Ling Momo’s incessant rambling, couldn’t help but interrupt her.
"That’s not what I was talking about," Li Qingshen’s voice had not a single fluctuation.
Ling Momo blinked, looking at Li Qingshen, "Huh?"
Not that?
Then what?
Li Qingshen looked at Ling Momo, thought for a mont, then asked, "What about you? What do you feel about ?"
Ling Momo beca even more confused. Why did she feel like she couldn’t keep up with Li Qingshen’s thoughts?
What about her towards him?
What did she feel towards him?
Confused, Ling Momo raised her hand, scratched her hair, pouted her lips, and said, "What do I feel about you..."
Li Qingshen’s expression was extrely serious, showing no impatience, and explained, "You just said I have no feelings for you, so what about you? Do you have feelings for ?"
After saying that, he stared intently into Ling Momo’s eyes, as if trying to capture sothing from the depths of her eyes.
Ling Momo suddenly realized, imdiately bead, and without thinking said, "Of course, I have feelings for you, Teacher!"
A strong emotion flickered through Li Qingshen’s eyes.
However, Ling Momo stood straight, her expression extrely serious and sensible, her tone sowhat stern, "I have the utmost respect for you, Teacher!"
Li Qingshen smiled faintly, nodded lightly as he slowly shifted his gaze away, looking out the floor-to-ceiling window with a detached expression.
His deanor changed remarkably fast.
So fast that Ling Momo felt the serious Li Qingshen talking to her just a mont ago was like an illusion.
Seeing that Li Qingshen had no intention of speaking further, Ling Momo softly said, "Then, Teacher, I’m leaving."
Li Qingshen turned his head, glanced at her, staying silent, his eyes devoid of any emotions—or rather, perhaps there were deep emotions, just hidden too deeply, deeply enough that she felt he had none.
After Ling Momo left, Li Qingshen slowly walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, his tall and lean silhouette elongated by the evening sun, revealing intense loneliness and solitude.
Her nonchalant manner... so nonchalant, it chilled his heart.
Despite the chill in his heart, his body still felt so real and heated due to her presence.
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