This was the first time Jiang Li confessed to her so earnestly.
Liang Zhouyue habitually dodged, turning her face to look elsewhere.
Jiang Li had said similar things many times before, but it was only this time that she felt uneasy.
It seemed that she cared a little, yet was also a bit afraid.
He was really too young, some thoughts were too frightening for her to even consider.
"You'll understand later how ridiculous these words are now."
Liang Zhouyue would rather believe that Jiang Li was just a fleeting interest, rather than hope his affection was passionate and long-lasting.
Little did she know, this was the first time Jiang Li had feelings for a woman.
The chances for the two of them to be in one room were few, and Jiang Li originally wanted to spend more time with her, but Liang Zhouyue's yawns one after another eventually made him feel embarrassed to bother her anymore.
"It's getting late, you should go back and rest."
