Bai Zhi tightly clutched her phone, her emotions surging, rising and falling.
She couldn't help but recall what Duan Xingzhou asked her today.
He asked her if she liked Duan Xingzhi.
She immediately denied it.
But when she was alone, she couldn't lie to herself anymore.
She did like him, liked him very much, so much that a simple text from him would make her ecstatic, liked him to the point where it didn't matter if he liked her back, her feelings for him were unwavering.
Bai Zhi took a deep breath, then started typing on the screen.
[I'm fine now, it doesn't hurt anymore.]
After replying, she sat there staring, waiting for his response, but half an hour passed with no reply, so Bai Zhi finally put down the phone to do something else.
She really was silly, it was just a text, why was she waiting so expectantly? He was simply being polite, so what was she hoping for?
