192, gentle but overbearing confession

Gu Xinzhou had heard from Song Zhen early in the morning.

He had mistaken someone else for her.

But she had never pondered it deeply.

So it turns out...

Gu Xinzhou sobbed, "The time we spent together in the attic, it was not only planted in my heart, silently waiting for the bloom.

It turns out you felt the same.

I thought that, even if this flower would never bear fruit, it would still be the flower hidden in my heart for a lifetime.

It turns out, you too..."

Song Zhen: "I'm not! I'm different from you!"

Gu Xinzhou's heart skipped a beat.

Then she saw Song Zhen turn serious and dominate her little head into his chest.

His voice floated above her head.

Like a gentle yet domineering imprisonment—

"There are no flowers blooming in my heart.

The seed that time in the attic brewed for me isn't one for flowers but for trees.

I didn't plant a flower; it's a tree.