Until the last time they were separated by life and death.
"Brother Lin, do you really like me?"
"Of course! I like you, I like you, I like you very much!"
"Then... between me and Shen Youling, who do you like more?"
"That—"
Even for a man as dense as he was, Lin Tang knew that in this moment, on the verge of taking the final step, he should lie or coax her if he had to and say, "I like you more." But he couldn't bring himself to do it. He knew that if he did, Lee Encai would likely ask why he had saved Shen Youling first last time, instead of her.
"Encai, I'm sorry!"
A thousand words could be said, but they all boiled down to those three dry words.
"You... you really are a blockhead!" Lee Encai poked his nose, then his lips. Her long legs, which even a top supermodel couldn't compare to, wrapped around his waist. "Come on, I'm ready!"
