บท 72: Group Fight, Femme Fatale

Faced with this sudden confession, Song Fengwan was a little dumbfounded.

"Erm…" The young man was nervous, and his palms were sweaty. "I know it's a little sudden. Why don't you go back to the classroom first? I'll…" He gestured nonsensically, obviously not knowing what to do.

No one wanted to be rejected straight in the face by the person they liked.

He had rushed over out of impulse just now and hadn't thought about what to do if he was rejected.

Song Fengwan said, "We're not familiar with each other. Moreover, we're seniors in high school now, and I'm not in the mood for that kind of thing, so…"

"I know. I just want to get to know you and become friends with you," the young boy said anxiously. "If you feel awkward, it's fine too."

His smile was uglier than if he had cried.