"Stop right there!"
Xu Jinyan frowned and called out to her, "What do you mean?"
"You're right, liking you is my business, it seems I really shouldn't make things difficult for you. So I've decided to stop liking you," Jiang Xuyue lifted her head, looked at him, and slightly tugged at her lips, "You see, it actually doesn't seem that hard, much easier than making you like me."
She had thought that she could hold on a little longer, but just now, looking at him, she suddenly felt like she didn't want to hold on any longer.
Xu Jinyan felt an inexplicable discomfort in his heart, unable to identify what the feeling was.
He thought he should feel relieved, but strangely, he didn't; instead, he felt a panic in his chest, a sensation he couldn't quite describe.
He thought he was sick!
Xu Jinyan suffered from insomnia, tossing and turning without a good night's sleep.
The next day, he went to school with dark circles under his eyes.
