Ariel Zimmerman was dumbfounded.
Tears slid dumbly from the corners of her eyes, yet she looked at the person before her and forgot to react.
Clearly, she recognized every word he said, but why...
It seemed she didn’t quite understand.
Did he mean what she thought he did?
"Are you... are you just cheering me up?"
Because she cried so hard, did he try to cheer her up?
Unexpectedly, Gregory Xander’s expression didn’t change, instead he looked serious, "I never cheer people up."
He wouldn’t cheer people up.
Even though his tone was so earnest, Ariel Zimmerman still didn’t believe him.
"Then you... you’re just pitying me?!"
When she spoke the word ’pity,’ Ariel Zimmerman’s voice rose, and the tears streamed down more rapidly, her already tear-red eyes now also showed a trace of anger.
Ariel Zimmerman, doesn’t need someone’s pity when dating.
Even though she was the one who first brought it up, she was just speaking her mind, not forcing him to agree.
What was this?
Could any woman cry before him saying they wanted to be together, and he would agree?
That’s too unprincipled!
Gregory Xander was unaware he suddenly became tagged as unprincipled in Ariel Zimmerman’s mind. If he knew, he might have laughed out of anger.
But seeing Ariel Zimmerman in front of him, her eyes red from crying, nose angry and questioning him, he couldn’t muster any displeasure.
His eyes gravely observed her streaming tears, fingers by his side tightened repeatedly, and after a long moment, he couldn’t resist reaching out to touch the tear under her eye, then, very lightly, wiping away the bead-like tear.
Just like the burning temperature before, his fingertips couldn’t help but feel hot.
Ariel Zimmerman felt like a feather softly brushed her cheek, so slight that she barely had any real sensation.
However, the tears that were initially rolling down stopped falling because of his sudden action.
"Uh!"
Couldn’t help but hiccup while crying, Ariel Zimmerman was dumbfounded again.
What did this mean?
She stared blankly at him with a bunny-like gaze, eyes full of shock, confusion, and disbelief.
Gregory Xander felt awkward being stared at by her but didn’t retract his hand, quickly and deftly brushing away the tears from her face, facing Ariel Zimmerman’s persistent yet dazed look, he solemnly answered her previous question,
"No."
No what?
Ariel Zimmerman was momentarily unresponsive, but soon she remembered.
No, it wasn’t pity.
Not trying to cheer her up, nor pity.
At this moment, Ariel Zimmerman’s previously stalled mind finally started to recover bit by bit, red bunny eyes gradually widened, shining brightly,
"So you also like me?!"
Gregory Xander looked at her, pressed his lips together, not answering.
Ariel Zimmerman was not planning to let him go, stepped forward,
"Do you also like me? You agreed to be together because you also like me, right?"
She approached step by step, completely forgetting her previous foot pain setting, asking repeatedly, eyes full of stubbornness and fervor.
Facing that fervor, for the first time Gregory Xander felt a bit embarrassed.
But looking at her eyes seemingly filled with the hope of the whole world, he couldn’t bear to let her down.
If this were a game, he couldn’t bear to see her lose.
Despite not being good at talking about feelings, he endured the awkwardness, looked at her, and seriously answered,
"Yes."
His voice was low, slightly hoarse with restraint, yet it caused Ariel Zimmerman’s heart to instantly bloom with joy.
He said he also liked her.
Not a dream.
Not cheering her up, much less pitying her.
He, liked her.


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