"What is it that you want to talk about then if you don't want to talk about your wound?"
The moment he asked, Ying Sheng took a deep breath. She then looked at Han Xi, slightly surprising him with how serious her eyes looked when she locked gazes with him.
Ying Sheng's eyes were fiery with passion and resolve. At the same moment, Han Xi's body stiffened to have seen an unusual expression on her face, finding her beautiful right before his eyes.
"Han Xi, I have been in love you for a couple of years now."
Han Xi's eyes widened in surprise when he heard this, his mouth slightly agape. He was at a loss for words, and when he was about to speak, Ying Sheng held her hand up to stop him, expressing her feelings out now that she finally had the chance to.
"What?"
