"Jian Qingxi, do you like me?"
"I... I don't know."
"But I like you."
As she bandaged the long knife wound on him, her heart fluttered.
"Well, will you say yes?"
"If you don't say anything, I'll take that as a yes. I know you girls all like to play hard to get."
Even lying in the hospital, covered in wounds, he still teased her. Her face flushed red, but she couldn't bring herself to give him an answer.
"Let's break up."
"But why?"
"No reason. Fate."
Hearing him utter one cruel sentence after another without the slightest hesitation, she felt her heart break in the dark of night.
"President Lin, what brings you here in the middle of the night?"
"I need medical attention."
Four years later, they met again. He racked his brains to pick a fight with her, but she no longer wanted to give him the time of day.
"Would you come back to me?"
"Mm... I will."
My dear, don't go too far. I am here, deep in the passage of time, waiting for the one I love most: you.
