Gu Chenxiao stopped in his tracks, his tone incredibly serious and sincere as he said, "Song Yan, I have never lied to you."
He didn't like lies, he didn't like deception.
So how could he possibly deceive her?
Song Yan's grip around his arm tightened, her voice muffled, "Are you sure?"
"Mm."
Song Yan hesitated for a moment, still somewhat unsure, "...just because you didn't before doesn't mean you aren't now."
"I didn't before, I'm not now, and I never will in the future."
His tone was that determined.
Song Yan fell silent.
She probably had an idea in her heart, and the last bit of her doubts completely unraveled. She rubbed her face against his neck again, maintaining their position unchanged, muttering, "You have a bad memory, shall I help jog it for you?"
Her hair brushing against him was a bit ticklish, but he quite craved that sensation.
With a raised eyebrow, he let out a sound from his throat, "Mm?"
He was open and honest, naturally unafraid.
