"It's okay!"
Liangliang sat on the bed, listening to the rain, "How's it going over there? Are the reporters still chasing you?"
"Not anymore, I've already gone home, but the reporters will definitely keep watch!"
"Oh..."
For a moment, Liangliang didn't know what to say.
"Liangliang."
His deep voice suddenly came through.
"I'm here."
"Would you like to be my girlfriend?"
Liangliang took a sharp breath.
She should have immediately said yes, yes, yes, but when she really heard Song Mu say those words, she hesitated.
The more she saw his infatuation, the more she hesitated.
After a while, she finally spoke, "I think, for now, maybe not..."
"You don't like me?"
"No, I like you, but the person you like isn't me. If you want to be with me, you need to like me too, forget about her, at least don't let her be so important in your life. That's the only way I can accept it."
She smiled and said, "I don't want to be someone's substitute."
