"Yi Zheng." Shi Man's eyes were dark as she looked at the man in front of her with special focus. "I'm not ready to spend the rest of my life with someone. I admit that I have a lot of good feelings for you, but I don't think this good feeling alone can support us for the rest of our lives."
Yi Zheng seemed to have expected her to say this. There was no disappointment on his face. Instead, there was a hint of certainty. "But you've never had such a good impression of anyone other than me, right?"
"Yes, I admit that too." Shi Man had never liked any man.
She had been a walking killing machine in the past. Her first friendship had been given to Su Tang, and her first love had been given to him.