The orange in the sky had already faded away, and darkness began to envelop everything around.
In the car, Shi Lan could no longer make out Yan Shixiu's features, only his silhouette still somewhat clear.
Shi Lan hesitated for a moment, about to speak, but then Yan Shixiu beat her to it, "No need to give me your answer now. I will ask you again in three months."
"If you know I won't agree, why bother?" Shi Lan countered.
"It's just a reminder that we're in the stage of getting to know each other. It gives you a legitimate reason to seek me out, to hold me, to need me."
This time, Shi Lan laughed, propping up her head as she said, "Mr. Yan, your tactics are so deep. Aren't you afraid you'll end up with nothing in the end?"
"That doesn't concern me.
