Wen Yanyu froze at first. Once he realized he had heard correctly, his pupils widened, and his grip went slack, nearly dropping the rabbit to the ground.
Collecting himself, Wen Yanyu forced a smile and asked in a trembling voice, "What did you just say? Is this that absurdist humor people talk about online? You can't just joke about something like this."
Jiang Keyan turned to look at him and repeated earnestly, "I like you."
This time.
Wen Yanyu's smile vanished completely. At a loss, he opened and closed his mouth without managing a single word.
Jiang Keyan was not the least bit surprised by Wen Yanyu's reaction.
"It's okay. I know you don't feel that way about me, and you never will."
Jiang Keyan rubbed her nose, a little helpless.
She had previously thought Wen Yanyu was a very typical straight guy. He clearly had no interest in other men, and what he felt for Fu Hanchuan was most likely just fondness.
Fu Hanchuan didn't like Wen Yanyu either. Given enough time, this ordeal of falling for a straight guy would pass. But lately, she had ended up hearing all sorts of gossip, both by choice and otherwise.
The things she had pried out of Ji Yuyin.
When she saw the two of them arrive today, the easy intimacy between them that left no room for anyone else.
The looks in their eyes when they gazed at each other.
Even if she were an idiot, she should have understood by now.
Jiang Keyan chuckled. "Since I, Jiang Keyan, am not the kind of person who keeps things bottled up, don't worry. I just wanted to tell you how I feel, not ask you for a relationship."
Wen Yanyu paused. After a moment of silence, he said softly, "I'm sorry.