"Perhaps, maybe that's what it should mean."
Tang Rao sighed, considering himself a nobody, neither outstanding in looks nor ability, wondering what Zhang Kexin saw in him.
"There are already enough women around me. Maybe you said you wouldn't compete with them for affection, adding you wouldn't make much difference, but I have my considerations. I can't bring in another woman to share my love, nor can I let you suffer like them. Most importantly, a forced love won't be sweet."
Tang Rao has never spoken so much at once; if he did, it was only because he truly felt bothered by Zhang Kexin's persistence.
Zhang Kexin traveled from afar to find Tang Rao, showing she genuinely cared for him. Tang Rao hoped Zhang Kexin would accept the reality of them not being together willingly.
"I know, I understand everything you said."
Zhang Kexin almost finished the entire jug of wine from Tang Rao.
