"Ridiculous, isn't it? Three years ago, after we broke up, I accidentally encountered Ou Yimo playing the piano, and for a moment, I thought she was you."
"..." So it was still about being a replacement?
Gong Beiyao continued, "However, that illusion lasted only a second."
"..." A second? Wasn't that too short?
Gong Beiyao said, "Even though I later agreed to 'pretend to be lovers' with her to prolong that second, my patience reached its limit in eight hours."
He looked into her eyes, his gaze sincere.
"She is not you, no one in this world can replace you."
"I can't learn to transfer my love. And I don't want to transfer it."
"I like you, I've chosen you, and that's not going to change."
Sheng Qianxia's heartbeat became so fast.
When this guy spoke romantic words, it was simply maddening.
She didn't know how to respond without him mocking her as an 'idiot.' How could she appear calm?
She was clearly on the verge of panic.
