"What do you mean?"
Instinctively, Lin Tian asked.
"Exactly what it sounds like!"
Xu Yong was deeply dissatisfied with Lin Tian playing dumb.
"Fuck, first off, if you can really hold yourself back from making a move, then you're the man—"
Xu Yong gave Lin Tian a thumbs-up.
Then, he said disdainfully,
"But something as important as marriage, are you really putting all your hopes on that World Championship of yours?"
"If you lose, are you seriously going to wait another two years for the next one?"
"..."
This was not the first time Xu Yong had asked about this.
Every previous time, Lin Tian had brushed it off, declaring that he had "never considered the possibility of losing" to show his determination.
But Lin Tian knew that this time, there was no way he could dodge the question with Xu Yong.
Not just with Xu Yong—deep down, Lin Tian himself seemed to need an answer as well.
"Probably not."
Lin Tian raised his head and said with a serious expression,
"If we don't win, I'll probably force myself on her."
"Are you just talking tough?"
"I mean it."
"You're not screwing with me?"
"I'm not."
Xu Yong stared at Lin Tian for a full ten seconds.
"..."
"Fine, I might not actually be able to go through with it." Lin Tian ultimately admitted defeat.
It was not because Lin Tian was weak.
It was because the other person was Gan Yan Yu.
That silly, sweet girl whose head was filled with nothing but music.
How could he bring himself to do it?
If the World Championship ended with Gan Yan Yu suffering a crushing defeat, and Lin Tian watched her sit in a chair, crying so hard she could barely breathe—
Then there would probably be only one thought