Pei Huai didn't seem to be in a hurry. After speaking, he sat down on the veranda.
Pei Huai might not be in a hurry, but Pei Yang was anxious!
Pei Yang looked at Pei Huai sitting there nonchalantly, so anxious that he was almost losing his hair.
But being anxious like this was obviously not going to work.
After taking a few deep breaths, Pei Yang finally calmed himself down.
"I actually... think she's really nice. She's lively and cute, looks good, has a nice personality, and knows how to talk. Just... really nice."
Pei Huai listened quietly to Pei Yang, and from those words alone, he could already tell that Pei Yang had developed feelings.
If he hadn't developed feelings, he wouldn't talk like this.
"So what are you thinking?"
"What am I thinking?"
Pei Yang was clearly caught off guard by the question. After a moment of hesitation, he replied, "I'm not really thinking about it much. I just feel like seeing her is nice, but not seeing her... that's okay too."
