"I still... I still can't do it..."
Su Yaqing bit her lower lip in frustration and lowered her eyes, her long lashes hiding the panic and shyness in them.
She raised a hand and gently patted her burning cheek, then clenched her fists and encouraged herself over and over in her heart, her voice ringing with determination as if scolding her own cowardice:
"Su Yaqing, show some courage! You've always trained so hard without ever furrowing your brow. How come you don't even dare to kiss this little brother on the cheek?"
"Have you not already decided that you've fallen for this little brother? If you can't even manage such a tiny thing, how will you ever find the courage to pursue someone, let alone confess your feelings?"
"It's just a little kiss on the cheek. It's nothing serious. He's still unconscious, so he won't even know. What are you afraid of!"
She kept giving herself pep talks...
Just then,
two hazy figures quietly appeared in her mind, arguing without pause.
One was an angel,
the other a devil.
The angel thought she should stay rational and restrained.
What if Lu Yuan suddenly woke up right then? How would she explain herself?
The devil thought she should follow her heart and make the first move.
As for him suddenly waking up, how could such a coincidence happen?
The odds were practically zero.
In the end, the devil ran a pitchfork through the angel's chest, and it shattered and vanished at once.
Since that was what her heart wanted, then...
She took a deep breath, straightened her slightly trembling back, and slowly leaned toward Lu Yuan again.
This time, she didn't close her eyes. Instead, she kept them wide open, fixed on the clean lines of Lu Yuan's profile. Her red