"...No, I should still say it."
"Why?"
The woman's eyes glistened with tears.
"Because I felt it was time."
He said.
He truly felt it was time, though this thought had no definite reason, just an intuition, a sudden sign that urged him to confess.
"Eh~ You could barely say 'I want to date you'?"
An Zhizhen had a look of disbelief.
"And, don't you think that this one sentence is clearly not enough, and that something is missing?"
...Sister Zhi Zhen seemed to still be dissatisfied.
At that moment, a sudden flash of insight came to Cen Dongsheng.
Perhaps all the spiritual light he had accumulated in his life was for this moment, to react immediately upon hearing those words; his intuition about love seemed to have hit the right nerve, allowing him to catch up instantly with a response—
"I like you."
He said.
"I like you, Sister Zhi Zhen, please go out with me."
"Not enough."
The woman pouted.
"..."
"I said it's not enough!"
"I, I like you, Sister Zhi Zhen..."