One-on-one, both devoted only to each other, equally matched.
Qi Sihan: I’m 189 centimeters tall, twenty-four years old, with a car, a house, and savings. No bad habits, no relationship history, and both my parents are alive.
Shang Heng: Is Mr. Qi here on a blind date?
Watching the refined Shang Heng stand there with a bazooka over his shoulder, Qi Sihan thought he was hallucinating. What was the difference between this and Lin Daiyu uprooting a willow tree?
Qi Sihan pinned Shang Heng between the sofa cushions: Didn’t you feel even a little something for me back then?
Shang Heng replied casually: A little, I suppose.
Qi Sihan grew anxious: I fell for you at first sight, and all you felt was a little something?
Shang Heng rolled his eyes elegantly: Who was it that said love at first sight was complete bullshit, and really just being attracted to someone’s looks?
Qi Sihan stubbornly muttered under his breath: I wonder who that could’ve been…
Author, I want to watch my parents' love story, is that okay?