Li Mingxi understood every word Xu Ji said.
But when strung together, they exploded like fireworks in her mind.
Her head buzzed, feeling as if she was in a dream.
In the dream, Xu Ji confessed his love to her in many ways, in ways she could never have dreamt of.
Yet each phrase was so moving, so considerate and tender, striking her heartstrings and making her heart resurrect and pound incessantly.
She had always thought that Xu Ji didn't like her, which was why he didn't seem to care much about her.
That was why they couldn't find the feeling of being in love.
But it turned out, it was not that he didn't like her enough, but that she, at the time, didn't like him enough.
Because she didn't like him enough, she failed to notice the affection in his eyes, the careful thoughts he had for her, only thinking he was too busy to pay attention to her, feeling her love was not as sweet and sticky as others', and probably not true love.