He said... like?
Xia Nuan stood frozen in place, as if paralyzed.
In high school, for him, her first feelings of love blossomed. She had followed his every move for years, collected all his albums, and even gave up an important school event in Hong Kong for the chance to see his one and only concert there, losing her chance to compete for an honors medal…
The man she had admired for so long, could it be that he liked her too?
Xicheng braced his hands on the ground, pushing himself up with effort.
Catching his gaze, Xia Nuan suddenly felt nervous and instinctively took a step back.
The corridor was narrow, her step brought her to the edge of the hallway, her back pressed against the wall, and the man's tall figure completely overshadowed her.
"Xicheng, you..."
Watching his face slowly approach, she shrank her body against the wall.
The man lifted both hands, placing them on her slender shoulders, lowering his head until his forehead almost touched hers.
