Lin Yilin held Jiang Linyuan's hand, feeling her face grow unbearably hot and her heart beat as if it were about to leap out of her chest.
Did Senior really mean that he wanted to be with me?
They'd been holding hands for so long, and what he'd just said hadn't sounded like a joke, either.
The thought made her feel dizzy.
She'd once read that medieval noblewomen loved wearing corsets, and that their tight clothing squeezed them until they could barely breathe. Even the slightest shock could make them faint.
Whenever the subject came up, Lin Yilin thought it was absurd and ridiculous. But now, all it had taken was four simple words from the boy beside her to leave her breathless.
"Senior, then what are we... now?"
Lin Yilin summoned her courage and asked in a trembling voice.
"Hm? Would Xiao Yilin be angry if I said we were just ordinary friends?"
"You should give me a proper answer right now!"
Lin Yilin cried out in frustration and embarrassment.
"Even if Xiao Yilin torments me in every way imaginable, we'll still be friends for life!"
"...Why does it have to be on the condition that I torment you?"
Lin Yilin got angry and flung Jiang Linyuan's hand away!
What was this about being friends for life? I don't want that!
Was the line he'd drawn just his way of saying he wanted us to be friends forever?
At the thought, it felt as if someone had squeezed her heart hard. It hurt so much, and felt so cold.
Had he rejected her? Was Senior really saying that they could only ever be friends?
"Xiao Yilin, actually, I'm not a virgin."
"...Why are you bringing that up all of a sudden?"
Lin Yilin tipped her head back, her voice