Gongsun Ce braced himself for hurting someone or even breaking off a relationship as he prepared to give his answer, "I—"
"This isn't a formal confession~" Qiluo waved her hand, "so please don't respond to me in your current state, okay?"
"...Oh."
Like a deflated balloon, the prepared speech floated right out of his mouth.
The words that had reached the tip of his tongue were forcibly shoved back by Gongsun Ce.
"It always feels like Gongsun Ce in this state would say something he'd regret later." Qiluo puffed her cheeks, "It's a girl's intuition, intuition."
Gongsun Ce felt his heart twist up like a knot. He awkwardly looked down and started eating his pasta, waiting until the plate was nearly clean before saying, "Why..."
"Do I want to tell Gongsun Ce all this?"
"Yeah."
Covering her face with her hands, Qiluo shyly said, "I just got carried away..."
"Got carried away?!"
