All of this came suddenly, decided suddenly, and finally seemed to settle as if in a dream.
After Song Yutang left, Cen Dongsheng initially walked home with a light heart, but the closer he got to home, the more his heart began to sink, with a massive stone hovering above his chest.
Even though he hadn't seen anyone yet, he could still feel an inexplicable pressure.
And, before this…
He felt somewhat regretful.
"What was I even saying back then, how could I respond to a confession like that."
Cen Dongsheng held his forehead, his face burning.
"Saying directly to a girl 'be my lover' is just too weird; at the very least, I should have said 'I like you' first, right…"
Although in essence it's the same kind of scummy behavior, at least the latter counts as sweet talk. If he was really good at romantic words, maybe he could ease someone's grievances and displeasure for a moment.