"Chuntao, are you still mad at me?" Shen Zichen asked out of the blue.
It was a good thing that Li Chuntao was already done with her meal and was lazily sipping her tea. She eyed him for a moment, considering his question before shaking her head. Was he ready to give up on his chase?
Looking at him like this, Li Chuntao felt like she was some kind of moth encircling the lamp, being attracted to its light, but hadn't paid attention to its burning intensity. She got burned whenever she was with him. The fierce love she kept to herself for a long time had hurt her more.
She couldn't deny that she loved him still and with even a sliver of hope, Li Chuntao fooled herself that he might come to love her too. However, she knew that she was just deluding herself. Wasn't this the reason why she ran away?