"Xia Zhisu!" Dylan said a name.
Gu Xiaomo teased, "Does she have a crush on me?"
"Alright, I'll admit, I have a crush on you!" Dylan said, "Anyway, you're getting married tomorrow! It doesn't matter if I say it now!"
Gu Xiaomo was silent for a moment before saying, "While I was in the hospital in America, the meals I had every day weren't made by Qiao Yu, but by you, right?"
Dylan pondered how to respond.
Gu Xiaomo continued, "I can tell in one bite if the food is made by Qiao Yu."
"Alright, I admit it!" Dylan said again.
"I don't understand! When did it start? Haven't you always liked Xia Zhisu?" Gu Xiaomo asked.
"I've never liked Xia Zhisu."
"That's hard to believe!"
"Momo, you don't have to believe me, but I believe very much in that feeling, that when you see someone for the first time, you feel that person must be the one for you in this life, and you're the one who gives me that feeling," Dylan said.
"You're mistaken, I'm getting married tomorrow."
