"It was my fault four years ago. I should never have listened to Ji Jianing's nonsense. Weixi, we grew up together—there's no one who understands you more than I do, and I believe that's the same for you… I really missed our days in school."
Even as Mo Nanfeng spoke, he was looking at Ji Weixi longingly as he tugged at his own sleeve nervously. "Actually, over the last four years… I… I kept thinking about you. I know we can't be together now, but that's not important… the only thing that matters is that I hold you in my heart! Weixi, I know you're very hurt and you couldn't forget about me your entire life… but I still want to tell you…"
Taking a deep breath, he looked at her tearfully. "
Ji Weixi stared back into his longing and earnest eyes, feeling nothing inside apart from an urge to laugh.
Did he think he was trying to coax a child?
