Sang Yan · Conversa

In an alley beside Lingjiang High School, Lu Heyi held an exaggerated bouquet of roses, confessing his feelings to Huiyan with devout earnestness that came across as strangely comical. "My dearest, beautiful Huiyan, I like you." He looked up with a serious expression. "It's okay, you don't have to feel pressured. I just wanted to let you know how I feel." Standing nearby with his arms crossed, Sang Yan said, "Stop fooling around and head home." His gaze inadvertently drifted to 你, who was standing to the side looking equally at a loss. "Aren't you... going to talk some sense into him?"