Does This Count as a Kind of...

Zi Yan blinked softly, a trace of confusion flashing through her beautiful violet-gold eyes.

"People say it's better to be more refined. How come you're different?"

Her beautiful violet-gold eyes rolled as Zi Yan spoke.

"Then I still prefer someone more refined."

Xiao Yan pondered for a moment before shaking his head.

"Then why did you say you weren't used to it?"

Zi Yan could not help asking.

"You're different."

Xiao Yan thought for a moment, then ultimately shook his head. He was not deliberately trying to fool her; he truly felt that way. Most other girls were rather refined and quiet.

But Zi Yan...

The moment Xiao Yan imagined Zi Yan being quiet and dignified, he felt as though his train of thought had short-circuited.

He gently shook his head. Better not imagine things that did not exist...

"How am I different?"

Zi Yan was not angry. She naturally knew Xiao Yan was not making fun of her, and she asked almost instinctively.

"For Zi Yan, perhaps it would be easier for people to get used to you if you stayed as carefree as you were back then."

Xiao Yan spoke half-jokingly and half-seriously.

"Really? I always thought you found me annoying back then."

Zi Yan tilted her head, and there was instead a hint of hesitation in her voice. People did grow up, after all. Having stayed on East Dragon Island for so long, she had encountered many things and come to understand many things, including those indescribable feelings she had toward Xiao Yan.

"Annoying...? Not really."

Xiao Yan gently shook his head before continuing.

"It was just that back then, I really saw you more as the troublesome little girl next door..."

Xiao Yan took a deep breath. After thinking it over, he felt he should not