Seeing his furrowed brow, Ji Ting nodded calmly. "I remember. To be precise, you kissed the bridge of my nose."
At his indifferent tone, Ji Yanzhi's heart instantly sank.
He could even talk about the kiss without a ripple of emotion. Apparently, from beginning to end, Ji Yanzhi had been the only one whose heart raced now that their feelings were out in the open.
Ji Yanzhi's eyes dimmed, and he forced a bitter smile. "You don't like me, do you?"
Ji Ting shook his head. "It's not that I don't like you. Aside from my aunt, you're my favorite person in either world."
"Then why..."
In a rare move, Ji Ting interrupted him. "Ji Yanzhi, it's precisely because I like you so much that I want to build a stable, lasting relationship with you."
Ji Yanzhi couldn't understand. "Are romantic relationships necessarily unstable? Are you worried one of us will have a change of heart?"
"Difference threshold ÷ standard stimulus intensity = Weber fraction. This Fechner formula states that a change in the same stimulus must reach a certain proportion before a difference can be perceived."
Realizing Ji Yanzhi might have trouble understanding that explanation, Ji Ting added, "In other words, in a relationship, I would have to keep giving you surprises and a sense of novelty over a long period of time. Otherwise, your feelings for me would only diminish as time passed."
A profound sense of helplessness rose in Ji Yanzhi's heart, but it was nowhere near enough to make him back down. "Ji Ear, you can't plug everything into a formula, especially feelings."
"So you've realized it too. I'm rigid and dull. I can't give you the passion and sweetness of romance, and it's entirely possible that I will never feel my heart flutter for you