It seemed as if she was separated by an unseen layer of gauze; his heart was guarded so tightly that it was nearly impenetrable. However, Tang Yuxin knew, she had already touched the edges of his heart.
"Are you staring at me?" Qin Ziye suddenly turned around. He seemed to be fading out, lost in his thoughts, but he was fully aware of Tang Yuxin's every move.
Tang Yuxin lightly touched the pages of the book she was holding in her hand.
Then she chose to act naive and keep silent.
Qin Ziye got up and sat next to her, shielding her with his body and creating a peaceful space for both of them.
His voice was right next to her ear, the heat from his breath made her feel parched.
"I know you like me."
With a sigh in her heart, Tang Yuxin did not deny it.
"And I ..." the man continued to speak, his words infused with an indescribable charm.
"Yuxin…" He reached out his hand, gently enclosing Tang Yuxin's on the table, "Believe me, I also have feelings for you."
"I also like you."