Do you still like me now?
These few words, like pearls gently falling upon the tips of their hearts, made their heartbeats surge.
Qiao Zhiyi stared straight at him, uncertain of the mindset with which he had asked this question.
Was it merely out of a playful mood?
"I don't like you anymore." After Qiao Zhiyi finished speaking, she still felt a bit sour inside and quickly turned her face away.
Shi Jingzhou wouldn't let her, his other hand grabbed her chin, turned her face towards him, and looked her in the eye, "Really don't like me?"
Qiao Zhiyi felt inexplicably nervous, swallowed her saliva, "Mhm."
"Heartless." Shi Jingzhou stared at her for a long time before uttering these three words.
"I may be heartless, but some people don't even have a heart." Qiao Zhiyi couldn't help but retort.
Why accuse her of being heartless? Didn't he himself know what he was like inside? He was acting as if he had come to demand justice, making it seem like she had done something wrong to him.
