"Meixiu, take care. I hope you'll be well. If we are fated, we will meet again. " Ling Yichen smiled gently, just like how he had smiled at meixiu in the past. He then turned to leave.
"Wait!" Mixiu called out loudly from behind Ling Yichen.
However, Ling Yichen's pace did not stop because of this and continued to stride forward.
"Big brother Yichen! We will definitely meet again! I like you, I like you! I like it very much! Just like what you said, I like you. You can reject me, but you can't stop me from liking you! I'll always like you, like you until I die!" Mixiu cupped her hands to the side of her mouth and shouted loudly as tears rolled down her face.
Ling Yichen's steps faltered slightly, but he did not stop. He only waved his hand gently and gradually disappeared from meixiu's sight.