An Baobei said, "It's not that I don't like you!" In other words, so, you should still go find a replacement.
Ning Zihan stared at her, "Do you truly not like me at all?"
Being fixedly and intensely stared at like this, An Baobei wanted to lie and say she didn't like him at all, but each time she opened her mouth, she just couldn't say it.
Yet, she didn't want to admit that she liked him a little either, so she turned her head and faced him with the back of her head.
Seeing An Baobei like this, Ning Zihan didn't have the heart to pressure her. He sighed lightly, feeling helpless yet heartbroken, and then spoke again: "I know you already like me a bit, and I know what you're afraid of. I understand why you're like this. If it were me who got hurt by you, and then you asked me to like you again, I'd also be as scared as you are now. But I will wait. No matter how long, I'll wait."
Wait no matter how long...
