"I want you to be anxious. I want you to be more curious about me, more uneasy, more interested, and more threatened. Then you will do your best to explore me and dig out me, right? But you don't do that... Your attitude towards me is too passive. Even if you knew that I had intentions towards you, you didn't take any action. Not only did you not take action, I haven't seen you for many days..."
Xu Zhuo breathed out with difficulty, his voice twisted as if he was about to cry.
"I've already done this, don't ignore me just because I'm harmless... If you don't look at me, I will feel very lonely."
Wei Zhiyuan stood quietly, with his head lowered. It was already past five o'clock in the morning, and a white hole opened in the sky, revealing one or two rays of morning light, slowly spreading toward the line of sight. In the clear and biting morning wind, Xu Zhuo's voice was so clear and sharp that it penetrated deep into his chest. It took him a long time to find his voice.
"... How should I put it? This sounds almost like a confession."