"You make my heart flutter!"
Shen Zhaozhao gave him a look that said, "If you can talk sweet, talk more."
Sheng Chuyi was caught between laughter and tears.
He grabbed her hand and pulled her into his arms, "I'm serious, Shen Zhaozhao. We are different from others. Other people's romances start with passionate love and then enter a period of adjustment, but we've already passed that. So, the things you worry about won't happen. From now on, you're not allowed to worry about such things by yourself!"
"But what if? Nothing is absolute. What if one day you find me annoying?" Although sweet nothings are pleasant to hear, the remnants of her reason told her that they were just words, and taking them seriously meant losing the game.
Sheng Chuyi: "There is no what if!"