"Don't!" Cheng Yue exclaimed with a surge of emotion, seizing Yan Huan's hand, "I've thought it over, and I feel like I'd regret missing out on you for a lifetime. So, please, can we not rush me to make a decision right now?"
Yan Huan's brows furrowed tightly. "Cheng Yue, if I remember correctly, we've only had a few brief encounters! And, these encounters haven't exactly been wonderful."
"I know. Fate is just so strange! Despite that, it has left a mark on my heart! I don't know why I like you, but once I like someone, that's just how it is." Cheng Yue confessed to Yan Huan for the first time while he was sober.
"So what do you want?" Yan Huan asked, looking at Cheng Yue.
