licated expression, Tang Yu asked, “Will Zhao Yu agree to it?”

“…Probably?” Yin Zhao-an weakly said, her voice lacking any sort of confidence.

“How can you be sure?”

“Because he likes…” Yin Zhao-an's words came to an abrupt end.
Realizing she had misspoken, she timidly looked at Tang Yu's expressionless face like a child who had done something wrong.

Meanwhile, Tang Yu parted her lips slightly and finished Yin Zhao-an's words for her, “Because he likes you.”

“I…” Yin Zhao-an grew flustered.

“What about you?” Tang Yu's voice was very gentle, like a persuasive parent guiding a lost child.
“Do you like him? Do you want to be with him?”

“I…” Do I like him? Do I want to be with him? No. Yin Zhao-an shook her head.
Then, an image suddenly flashed in her mind, and she subconsciously said, “I like you.”

As soon as these words fell, the two people in the room were momentarily stunned.
Immediately afterward, a light flickered in Tang Yu's eyes, and her hands resting on her kneecaps trembled a little.
Then, she tentatively asked in a trembling tone, “You like me?”

Yin Zhao-an covered her lips with one hand and looked away guiltily, her ears becoming red like cooked crayfish.

Tang Yu had waited for this sentence from Yin Zhao-an all her life.
However, even until she died during her previous life, she never got to hear it.
On the brink of tears, Tang Yu got off her chair, moved closer to Yin Zhao-an, and persistently asked, “Did you just say that…you like–“

“I didn't!” Yin Zhao-an flatly denied.
However, as soon as she said these words, she grew even more afraid to look Tang Yu straight in the eyes.


Tang Yu felt a stabbing pain coming from her lower lip, followed by a rusty smell permeating her mouth.
Her wet eyelashes drooping, Tang Yu nonchalantly smiled and faintly said, “I'll go and check on Zhao Yu.”

A quick look at will leave you more fulfilled.

Sure enough…she was imagining things yet again.

Wang Zhen entered the ward a moment after Tang Yu left.
Then, while looking in the direction Tang Yu was walking in, she asked her daughter, “What happened here? Why was Little Yu crying?”


Yin Zhao-an felt a sudden pain in her chest, her hands subconsciously clamping down on her quilt.
However, she couldn't think of anything to say.

When Gao Rang stepped out of Zhao Yu's ward, she met Tang Yu face to face.
Seeing the girl's red and swollen eyes, he was momentarily taken aback.
Then, he asked, “What's wrong?”

Tang Yu shook her head and looked into the ward through the gap in the door.

“Zhao Yu's family members didn't show up, but they did send a care worker.
They've paid the hospitalization fee already, and they said they will take over the matter from now on,” Gao Rang explained.

“Is he awake now?” Tang Yu asked, her voice sounding a little hoarse.

The anesthesia is still in effect, so he won't be waking up anytime soon,” Gao Rang answered.
Then, after taking a look at his watch, he looked at Tang Yu apologetically and said, “I still have things to do, so I'll be taking my leave first.”

The care worker was a middle-aged woman, and she was a little puzzled when she saw Tang Yu entering the ward.
“You are?”

“I am the classmate who sent him to the hospital,” Tang Yu frankly replied.


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