"That's not what I meant," Li Ling sighed as he tried to grab Zhihao's hand, but all his palm came in contact with was empty air since Zhihao had avoided the hold.
"That's exactly what you meant! You said I don't know anything about love." Zhihao looked hurt as he continued, "If I don't know anything about love, why don't you tell me? Tell me what this feeling is. Tell me why every time I see you, I suddenly feel like everything is just... Perfect..."
"..." Li Ling didn't have an answer for the man who seemed to be on the verge of having an emotional breakdown.
"I don't feel like this normally, okay?! I don't think about people; I don't care about others. The only thing in life that brings me happiness is games and I thought I'll be stuck alone with a console in hand. I thought I'll never find someone who'll bring me happi- You know what, forget it..." Zhihao pursed his lips, "I'm sorry for saying too much. I got ahead of myself."
"A-Zhi..."