"That's your right."
Qiann Yan replied, "But you must understand that you will face the consequence of me not responding to you."
"Why not try to forget while the feelings are still faint, to avoid unnecessary trouble."
Ye Huai Feng stubbornly said, "I don't think liking you is troublesome. As long as you're not bothered, I won't be either. You pursue your Immortal path, and I like you—I don't need a response. But if one day you find me not bad and like me too, don't hide it. Be as accepting as you say."
"Alright."
At this moment, all the gloom on Ye Huai Feng's face vanished, and his eyes were filled with unmistakable admiration.
It was so intense, so passionate.
Even though the person before him remained indifferent, he didn't feel sad. She doesn't like him, so she doesn't respond to him, but she doesn't see him as a bother and doesn't stop him from liking her.
This is the person he's infatuated with, Qiann Yan.
Yanyan.
