"I admire you and find you suitable as a friend. I admit, I have a faint liking for you. But that slight affection isn't enough for me to fall in love with you."
"Is there a difference between liking and loving?"
He asked eagerly.
His unwillingness was evident, he clearly knew the answer but couldn't accept it, desperate for a chance to turn the tables. Just like an immature and irrational boy.
It always seems to me that Ding Yinuo, a man who's accustomed to a privileged upbringing.
From a young age, he had no worries about food and clothing. Whatever he wanted, he could easily have.
So, he's incredibly confident!
And my rejection caused his self-confidence to collapse.
So, he didn't want to accept this outcome.
I smiled.
Because I knew clearly if I hadn't extricated myself from this mire, dragging him into it would lead us both deeper into the abyss of anguish.
