"I don't know why I like her. We're not even a few sentences in, and the conversation already goes south,"
Nie Guangyi's response deviated a lot from what Zong Guang had expected, to say the complete opposite was not even an exaggeration.
Zong Guang turned his head to give Nie Guangyi a look, trying to determine whether he was serious or just joking.
Nie Guangyi happened to look towards Zong Guang too.
Their eyes met, and Zong Guang couldn't quite describe the expression on Nie Guangyi's face.
Maybe it was because he only got a quick glance.
Or maybe it was because Nie Guangyi didn't truly express his emotions.
It wasn't quite serious, yet there was not a hint of certainty.
Amidst the tinges of sweetness, there was an elusive bitterness intermingled.
It was somewhat elusive.
By the time Zong Guang turned to look again, Nie Guangyi had just reacted, "Didn't expect such an answer?"
"Indeed," Zong Guang replied, "I thought you would at least make something up."
