Qin Lily: "Although we've never met, your voice has deeply imprinted itself in my mind. Every day, every night, it keeps swirling in my heart and mind."
Jun Mo pursed his lips.
Qin Lily: "I don't know what this feeling is. I only know… I just want you to feel happier, to think of me and miss me every day, just like I do."
Jun Mo remained expressionless, but upon closer inspection, a faint blush could be seen beneath his mask.
Qin Lily: "I think I… must have fallen for you."
Jun Mo: "..."
Qin Lily: "Little Brother, I know I'm not very good. I'm ugly, and my voice isn't pleasant. You must… not like me, right?"
Jun Mo's thin lips moved slightly as if he wanted to say something.
Qin Lily continued, "Even if you reject me, it's okay. I… will still secretly like you and bless you. I just want to tell you how I feel, that's all."
"After saying all this, you still refuse to talk to me? Then I… won't bother you anymore."