Xiao Han, squeezing into a hug with Liu Xiaolei, said, "I don't know what to do. Yes, I admit I'm terrible, I admit I'm fickle, but I truly can't control my feelings. Just like you said, feelings are beyond one's control. Once you fall in love, you're in love; once you like someone, you like them. I can't deny liking you."
"But you like her too," Liu Xiaolei choked out.
"Yes!" Xiao Han nodded and said, "I admit I'm not a good person, I admit I'm a bad one. But today, if you leave here heartbroken, I definitely won't be happy either. I'll also be sad, I'll also be in agony. I have to share what's on my mind with you before letting you make a choice!"
"Choice?" Liu Xiaolei immediately stopped crying, she hurriedly asked, "What choice do I have? Tell me, what are my options?"
"I …" Xiao Han naturally found it difficult to say anything.