"Of course."
Zhu Qingyue answered unapologetically.
After locking eyes with the class president for a while, Lin Xingjie nodded lightly.
"...You're right, I really should thank you."
Insecurity, uncertainty, a bit of inferiority, and the jealousy towards another good friend that she hadn't fully realized at the time—
What seemed like trivial troubles to others were insurmountable mountains to the girl.
But the moment she heard Xu Xiangyang's "confession," all of that melted away.
The Lin Xingjie of now was no longer the little girl who could only feel at ease after hearing others affirm her, who was desperately lacking in self-confidence.
However, without Xu Xiangyang's confession, there would be no her of today. So, in the end, she couldn't bypass that day.
"By the way, speaking of which, do you want to hear what Xiangyang said to me when he confessed?"
"Really? I thought you would keep it as a secret treasure for life."
