"..."
Jiang Xin once again fell into a period of silence.
Although she didn't understand homosexuality much, she knew a bit, and such traits among gay men meant being a "bottom," not only liking men but also liking men who were very dominant. Compared to them, women who were more delicate were lucky if they weren't disliked.
So, there was no chance at all that he could like her?
A deep sense of loss overwhelmed her as Jiang Xin stared at the watch on the table, feeling both ridiculous and pitiful. It was her first time liking someone this much, yet it led to nothing…
Ye Xian hated to see anyone with such an expression, especially since this person was Sister Xin, who was so good to her. She wanted to offer a tissue to comfort her, but worried it might lead to another misunderstanding.
In the end, she really didn't know what had made her attractive to her.