You Don’t Really Think I Can’t Live Without You, Do You?

[Art / Slice of Life / Romance / No System / Not Reborn]

Li Jihuan likes Murong Xuanya.

His feelings are utterly pure.

But Xuanya seems to have grown tired of the affection of her childhood friend.

“Can you hurry up?”

“I actually hate the smell of paint!”

She actually hates the smell of paint?

Does that mean she never liked any of the paintings I gave her?

Li Jihuan walked alone down the street.

He couldn't help laughing.

He checked the time.

Exactly one o’clock in the afternoon.

Right.

Time’s up.

I mean, these feelings have run their course.

Starting today, I’ll know my place.

When faced with someone who puts on such a refined, beautiful facade,

I won’t foolishly dream of reaching for a gold medal anymore.

Starting today, I’ll truly be myself again.

I’m not so bad, after all.

I’m a nine out of ten or better, bursting with artistic talent, and my family has a house and a car.

Isn’t that right, Miss Four-Character Name?

The world is vast. You don’t really think you’re the only one for me, do you?