"Are you the person who has been sending me these messages for the last five years?
"Are you the person who has been wiping away my tears whenever I cried?
"And…"
She was the one doing the questioning, but her heart was racing at an abnormal speed, and her hands were clenched into fists as she stared at the startlingly handsome face, which gazed emotionlessly back at her.
"…are you the person who has been secretly protecting me over the past few days?"
Song Qingchun's three questions were sharp, clean, and straight to the point. There was no room for misinterpretation.
However, her sharp questions were like heavy punches landing on a pillow, barely able to elicit any responses out of him.