Han Qingshan could not help but feel his heart soften when he heard Jiang Yingyue's soft-spoken and gentle voice. The reason eluded him, but this voice touched his heartstrings. He quickly nodded his head.
"Of course I meant it," he said with a serious expression on his face. "I feel that I can learn so much more about life from being your friend. I also feel that you are a great person to befriend, so why should I not go with my hunch?"
Jiang Yingyue was surprised. She narrowed her eyes as she looked at Han Qingshan. Was this man serious? She could not help but wonder what exactly was happening.
However, she had always wanted a friend, but she could not befriend girls out of the fear that they would get too close and unmask her. Boys, on the other hand, had always treated her as if she was the plague, so finding a male friend had been impossible for her as well.
