Li Zhi just couldn't bring herself to say it.
Refuse?
She considered using yesterday's excuse again, but Li Zhi knew she couldn't say the words.
Besides, if she refused, Shen Yuan would be sad, wouldn't he?
In the past, whenever Shen Yuan had put an arm around her or held her hand, Li Zhi would blush and struggle, feigning annoyance. But deep down, there was always a clear sense of habit and silent consent.
But now… that silent declaration hung between them, pushing them to a new critical point.
It just made them both feel lost and awkward.
Their easy banter and unspoken understanding suddenly seemed to have failed them.
Neither Shen Yuan nor Li Zhi dared to be the first to break the silence.
Speaking seemed harder than ever before, because the paper-thin barrier between them, almost transparent yet as heavy as a mountain, was about to be broken.
Just as the viscous silence was about to solidify around them, Li Zhi, perhaps sensing the oppressive atmosphere, finally moved.
