Most of the male students breathed a sigh of relief when they heard Zhang Lexuan's words.
They did not want to watch someone whisk away the goddess of their dreams right before their eyes. How that would stab at their hearts!
Even if Zhang Lexuan was far beyond their reach.
And wasn't this the outcome they had expected?
Jiang Hai took a deep breath and looked at Zhang Lexuan. "Sister Xuan, someone once told me that the shoulders of the young should carry the springtime of growing grass and soaring orioles. I want to offer those words to you, too. There is no one we absolutely cannot live without, and love is no exception. Give me a chance, and give yourself a chance as well. How about it?"
Moonlight shone upon everyone, but the moon high in the heavens was deeply lonely, too. Zhang Lexuan treated others gently, yet deep pain lay hidden in her heart.
Bei Bei sighed inwardly and lowered his head without a word.
Zhang Lexuan smiled. "Thank you. Having someone confess to me at a time like this is enough. But I know you. You're even cleverer than I imagined, yet we both know that what you feel for me isn't love. It's gratitude and a desire to repay me. In the blink of an eye, that little boy from back then has grown up. I appreciate your feelings, but don't say these words again. Xiaotao is better suited to you than I am."
With Zhang Lexuan's intelligence, how could she fail to recognize how much sincerity there was in Jiang Hai's confession?
Jiang Hai studied Zhang Lexuan's expression. There was unmistakably deep sorrow in that smile, and it pierced his heart as well.
"No, this isn't gratitude!" Jiang Hai said. "Perhaps, at first, gratitude really