"Would it be strange if I said I like girls?" The drunk An Yiran knocked Yan Xiaoke on the side. An Yiran was already tall at 1.78 Meters tall, and Yan Xiaoke on the side looked particularly petite and cute.
Yan Xiaoke's face turned red and he was confused, "Eh? What."
"I want to say that I like you, but I'm afraid that you will think it's strange that we are both girls." An Yiran cried like a child and hugged Yan Xiaoke and started crying.
Yan Xiaoke patted her shoulder comfortingly without saying anything. After a long time, he slowly said, "Actually, I like you too."
Intent: Expressing love has nothing to do with gender