With a hint of hesitation, Cheng asked, "What did you mean by what you said to me earlier?"
Of course, Gu Shengyin knew what he was asking.
But now she decided to play coy: "Ah? Which sentence?"
Xiao Cheng felt a bit embarrassed: "You said, if it wasn't me... but another man..."
Gu Shengyin blinked: "It's just literal meaning."
Xiao Cheng felt a twinge in his heart.
Gu Shengyin looked at him with a bit of amusement, wondering how long he could hold his tongue before speaking.
The other hand Xiao Cheng had placed on the table kept rubbing his wrist; to be precise, he was rubbing his watch.
This was his habit, a subconscious action he did when tense or thinking through something.
Xiao Cheng looked at the girl opposite him. Her delicate face carried a gentle smile, her black and bright eyes gazed straight at him, as if filled with encouragement...
Encouragement!
Suddenly, a revelation struck him.
The previous hesitation and tension vanished without a trace.
