Feng Guang couldn’t quite pinpoint why she felt uneasy, but seeing him living such a solitary life stirred up complex emotions. She offered a suggestion, “Actually… when you have nothing to do, you could listen to some music or watch a movie.”
“A movie?” He blinked, puzzled.
She couldn’t help but find the man a little adorable.
But seeing his clueless expression, she hesitated before asking, “Don’t tell me you don’t know what a movie is.”
He didn’t respond, just quietly stared at her. In his calm eyes, she saw an earnest curiosity that was impossible to reject.
He truly didn’t know.
Feng Guang felt an odd sensation growing in her chest. “Stop joking around. Your acting skills are good, but we’re not in a scene now. You don’t have to act this seriously. And also, you can let go of my hand now.”
She glanced at her hand, still firmly held in his, and sighed helplessly. While holding his cool hand in the summer heat was admittedly comfortable, if anyone saw them, her pristine, scandal-free reputation would be ruined.
He hesitated for a moment before slowly releasing her hand. “I thought you’d like me holding your hand.”
“…What gave you that idea?”
“Because that woman, Luo Chenxi, seemed happy when Mo Yiyun held her hand.”
“And how do you know she was happy?”
“I heard it.”
She froze. “Why didn’t I hear it?”
“I don’t know,” he said, shaking his head. Then a faint smile appeared on his face. “But it’s fine. As long as one of us hears it, that’s enough.”
“Hey, stop right there!” Feng Guang took a step back. “Let me make this clear: I am me, and you are you. There is no ‘us.’”
“Why not?” His confusion was evident, and his handsome, refined face displayed a charm that was hard to ignore. “Aren’t we destined to have mutual affection in the future?”
Feng Guang felt a headache coming on. “We don’t have mutual affection now, and we won’t in the future. So stop saying things like that.”
Frustrated, she turned to leave.
He continued walking beside her. “You said I look good, but you don’t want mutual affection with me. Is it because I’m not good-looking enough?”
Oh, heavens! Could such an innocent and naive man exist?
Feng Guang turned her head and said, “Don’t you think it’s strange? We’ve only just met, and you’re already saying you like me and talking about mutual affection in the future? Even a flash marriage requires time to go home and grab the household registry. You and I have only exchanged a few words, without even a chance to get to know each other. Saying you like me like this just comes across as frivolous, okay?”
“Frivolous…” His eyes showed a hint of hurt. “I only decided to like you because I wanted to like you.”
Feng Guang reflected for a moment, feeling that her words hadn’t been particularly harsh. She assumed he was simply too sensitive. With a sigh, she said, “Look, you said you want to like me, which proves you don’t like me yet. You’re just lonely and bored because there’s no one around to keep you company. If it weren’t me talking to you today, but some other woman, you’d say you liked her instead, wouldn’t you?”
He lowered his gaze, not answering.
She continued earnestly, “You’re just looking for someone to keep you company. That doesn’t mean you need someone to love. It’s just because I happened to be the one here today that you think you want to like me. But once you meet more people in the future, you won’t feel this way anymore.”
Sam Williams On TYMIMA Chapter 152