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"But I'm older than you!"
Yang Qinghe spoke slowly, his voice gentle, as if he were trying to convey something important.
Huh?
Yu Songyu looked confused. Was he really stating the obvious? Of course, she knew he was older than her.
"I don’t want to be your brother!" Yang Qinghe's gaze suddenly became intense, as if he were contemplating how to express his feelings.
Hmm?
Yu Songyu met his eyes and sensed something unusual in his expression.
"I mean, I like you!"
Yang Qinghe fixed his gaze on Yu Songyu's eyes, his expression unwavering and serious. He even held his breath, afraid to miss any flicker of emotion on her face.
"You mean you like me? Not the sibling kind of liking, but the kind where you want me to be your girlfriend?"
Yu Songyu's eyes widened in disbelief. This man, who usually seemed so quiet and unassuming, suddenly confessed his feelings for her?
Her eyes sparkled with excitement, shining brightly.
Yang Qinghe was taken aback by how straightforward Yu Songyu was being. He felt a rush of warmth flooding his ears and cheeks, his throat tightening as he replied in a low yet firm voice, "Yes!"
"You mean you want to be my boyfriend? No, wait—do you want us to be in a relationship?"
Yu Songyu leaned forward, her face drawing closer to Yang Qinghe's as she searched for answers in his expression. She wanted to know how genuine his words were.
Feeling her proximity made Yang Qinghe's heart skip a beat. He steadied himself and answered with unwavering determination.
"Yes!"
Yu Songyu nearly burst into laughter; this man was too amusing, his gaze so resolute it was as if he were pledging allegiance.
"Then let me think about it!"
Setting aside Yang Qinghe's superior external conditions, he was a person who approached tasks with calmness and conviction. The key was his diligence and emotional stability, which made Yu Songyu feel that he was indeed a great person to be with.
Moreover, she had mostly resolved her troubles from the modern world. She couldn't keep living in the past; it was time to look forward and embrace a new beginning.
Yang Qinghe initially thought that Yu Songyu's words were merely a delaying tactic. However, he wasn't discouraged; as long as Xiao Yu didn't dislike him, he still had a chance in the future.
To his surprise, after a few seconds of silence, Yu Songyu spoke up.
"Yes!"
Yu Songyu looked into Yang Qinghe's eyes, her smile innocent and harmless.
"Huh?"
What did that "yes" mean? Yang Qinghe was confused. Could it be that the girl agreed? No, that seemed too unexpected; he needed to confirm.
"Are you saying...?"
"I’m your girlfriend now!"
Yu Songyu replied directly with a smile.
As a modern woman, she wasn't as indirect as Yang Qinghe. She didn't like to guess or beat around the bush; wasn't it exhausting?
Besides, Yang Qinghe was so good-looking, and she had also noticed his character and how he treated others.
If she didn't seize such a good man, wouldn't that be foolish? Moreover, dating someone like him would not be a loss for her, even if it didn’t lead to anything serious.
Isn't life just a journey? For her, the experience mattered greatly.
Hearing Yu Songyu give such a clear and definitive answer made Yang Qinghe feel both excited and incredulous. He had imagined many possibilities before but never expected her to agree so straightforwardly.
The girl didn't follow the usual script, leaving him at a loss for words.
Suddenly, Yu Songyu noticed his embarrassment as his ears turned red.
Leaning closer to Yang Qinghe, she gave him a gentle peck on the cheek, like a chick pecking at rice.
At that moment, it felt as if some switch had been flipped within him; his cheeks, ears, neck, and chest began to burn with an overwhelming heat. It felt like countless waves of warmth were surging through his body.
"You!"
The little girl was incredibly bold, making him, a grown man, feel somewhat restrained in comparison!
"You, you, you! What do you mean by 'you'? You're my partner; what's wrong with a little kiss?"
Knowing he was shy, she pouted her lips playfully, deliberately teasing him. Of course, she understood that this was a different era, one far less open than the modern day.
She appreciated his restraint and found it endearing. Wasn't this so much better than the fast-food romances of the present?
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