Qin Mu was anxious now, his mind completely off the video, but the old man was so insistent with his enthusiastic invitation that he had no choice but to relent.
"Mm."
The woman's pale face appeared on the screen before him, and Qin Mu's dark eyes were filled with complexity.
"And my feelings, my love... are entirely focused on the male protagonist of this work."
"I can't quite remember when it started... It should have been the first year of junior high, when I was first going to school. Little girls... are always a bit shallow. I was no exception, and back then, I was most captivated by... Qin Mu playing basketball. I thought it was really cool."
"So... well, that was first year, and now it's sophomore year in college... A full eight years have passed. Luckily, eight years later, I married Qin Mu..."
