Faced with this sudden confession, Song Fengwan was also a little stunned.
"Um…" The young man was nervous and his palms were covered in cold sweat. "I know it's a little sudden. Why don't you go back to the classroom first? I'll…" He gestured nonsensically, clearly not knowing what to do.
No one wanted to be rejected by the person they liked.
He had rushed over in a fit of passion just now and had never thought about what to do if he was rejected.
Song Fengwan said, "We're not familiar with each other. We're in Year Three now, and I'm not in the mood for that, so…"
"I know. I just want to get to know you and make friends," the young man said anxiously. "If you feel troubled, it's fine."
His smile was even uglier than crying.
"We can be considered to know each other now." Song Fengwan saw that he was so nervous that his forehead was covered in sweat, so she changed to a more tactful method. "Then I'll go back to the classroom first."
