Yan Yu took a deep breath, incredulously meeting his eyes.
So, it was actually him?
After a decade, he had returned to stand before her again. And she happened to still like him, even thought about confessing to him...
Everything seemed as perfect as a fairy tale. She only needed to nod, and a beautiful love would open up to her instantly.
Yet somehow, at this moment, she found herself hesitating.
.
She finally remembered, proving that she had never truly forgotten him. Xue Jiangqiu happily leaned down to hold her elbow and said softly, "It's me. I'm back. Ten years as a promise, I've returned to steal your first love."
He grinned mischievously: "… Is your first love still obediently waiting?"
When he said this last sentence, his heart was already filled with certainty, but he was teasing her to say it herself, he wanted to hear it.
