Tianxin felt dizzy and extremely tired, so she didn't feel like paying attention to him.
Chen Yiran buried his head in Tianxin's neck, his even breath warming her delicate neck, holding her this way for quite a while before finally whispering in her ear:
"Tianxin, are you angry at me? All this time, I've always hurt you, disappointed you. It's my fault. I guess that's why you might think I don't like you..."
Tianxin's heart suddenly leapt in her chest, and her foggy brain immediately woke up.
"At first when you said you liked me, I thought you were just a kid who found me fascinating. But time would pass, and you would be over this phase. But I never expected that you would continue to like me for so long."
Chen Yiran's voice paused for a moment before he continued:
