Vivian York felt like she was about to go crazy from Ethan Hayes's nagging.
This guy was like a broken record, constantly following her around repeating two phrases—"Vivian, I like you," and "Vivian, be my girlfriend."
She gritted her teeth, pretended to be clueless, acted as if she hadn't heard a thing, and buried her head, quickening her pace forward.
But she was too short, and her legs were too short. Even though her little legs were already moving quickly, Ethan Hayes still unhurriedly kept up with his long stride, swaying leisurely behind her.
