"Am I being self-sentimental, or are you trying to escape from me?" Gong Yexiao asked, frowning.
Cheng Lanyue looked at him and said, "... Forget it, I won't talk to you anymore."
"Cheng Litingyue, is it so difficult to face up to your feelings?" Gong Yexiao suddenly grabbed her wrist, trying to force her to admit that she had a good feeling for him.
Cheng Lyu's heart suddenly trembled. He pulled out his hand and said, "You think too much."
"Is it because I think too much, or you don't dare to admit it? You're obviously interested in me, but how long do you have to hide? Do you admit that you like me? Is it so embarrassing?" Gong Yexiao sneered.
Cheng Lanyue looked up at him with shame and indignation. "You really have to think too much. I was just a little impulsive yesterday morning, completely different from what you thought."