Fang Jingchu lit a cigarette on the other end of the phone. He didn't smoke but just watched the fireworks. He slowly said, "Yang Duo, I know you have someone in your heart. But I only care about whether you have me in your heart."
Yang Duo felt that her mouth had become dry, her throat was astringent, and her mind was blank. She said to Fang Jingchu in a hoarse voice, "Fang Jingchu, I think I like you." She felt as if she was back to the girl who loved Du Yezhi back then. She was also sure that she liked Ye Zhi and wanted to be with him for the rest of her life. But now she doesn't know how much this love weighs, and whether it is higher or lower than her love for Du Yezhi. Yang Duo was confused and anxious like never before.
On the other end of the phone was the man with a slightly self-deprecating smile, "Yang Duo, you are not the only one who likes me. You have many likes. Just like you can like watermelon, you can also like bananas. There is no contradiction, and no one will blame you. But my love is for a lifetime, and I only have you."