"I like you, can you..."
"I'm sorry, we can't be friends. Seventeen is fine."
He interrupted her before she could finish her words. Fu Shiqi stood there in a daze, looking at Jiang Jing's walking away, and suddenly felt a surge of sourness in his heart.
"Did I really cross the line? Jiang Jing, will we still get along like we did before?"
Fu Shiqi murmured, watching the walking back becoming more and more blurry in his vision. It turned out that she was crying. She had been mentally preparing for a long time about whether to confess, but in the end she crossed the line. It was she who ruined the ten years of friendship with her own hands.
He didn't know how much she liked him.
When she fell in love, she didn't dare to look at her openly like before, for fear that he would see her little secret.
Intention: secret love
