There was a momentary stillness in the air. After a long while, Fu Mingyu softly asked, "Nuan Nuan, what did you say?"
Even though Wen Nuan was right in front of him, Fu Mingyu felt that her words seemed so unreal, as if they'd been scattered by the wind, making him feel like he was hallucinating.
Seeing Fu Mingyu's dazed expression, Wen Nuan's heart slowly sank.
"Third Brother, I like you, do you like me?"
Repeating her words, Wen Nuan continued to ask.
"Nuan Nuan..."
His heart was pounding, and Fu Mingyu felt at a loss for words.
That feeling of complete blankness left Fu Mingyu utterly unsure of what to say.
And Wen Nuan seemed to have already known Fu Mingyu's answer.
"I understand."
Lowering her head, Wen Nuan softly said, "Third Brother, goodbye."
After speaking, Wen Nuan stepped back and closed the door.
Standing in the entryway, Wen Nuan's tears unexpectedly fell.
Xiao Ning, you see, I'm not you, and he's not Ah Luo.
