Chapter 102 Yu Zhiwan, I can’t change the fact that I like you

Xie Jingmo: "Besides the little rabbit, there should be others. When you were packing up and leaving the bookstore, the piece of paper with the little rabbit drawing fell down. The bookstore owner wanted to throw it away as trash, but I picked it up."

"I really think the little rabbit that our Wanwan drew is very cute."

"...You're praising me again." Yu Zhiwan sat on the bed wrapped in the quilt, looking like a little dumpling. "I had just started learning to paint at that time, and my paintings were not mature yet."

She was only in her first year of high school when she started learning fashion design on her own, and he had already secretly fallen in love with her so early...

I even picked up her painting and used it as my profile picture, and even printed it on my apron...

etc.

Yu Zhiwan suddenly remembered something: "When I was looking at my high school graduation photos the other day, I noticed you were in mine. Wasn't that a coincidence? Did you go back to school specifically for that?"

Xie Jingmo had been holding her hand, and only felt relieved when he saw that her hand was no longer so cold: "Your high school graduation is such an important moment, of course I have to go to see you, but I didn't disturb you."

After two seconds of silence, he said, "I secretly sent you a bouquet of flowers and asked your friend to give it to you."

Yu Zhiwan immediately remembered that her deskmate who took graduation photos with her gave her a bouquet of flowers, saying that they bought too many and they couldn’t waste them, so she stuffed the flowers into her arms.

She was really happy to receive the bouquet at graduation.

He actually gave it to me...

It's not that I bought too much, but it was specially given to her...

"You..." Yu Zhiwan's throat was sore and tears trembled in her eyes. She spoke after a while, "After I went to college, I participated in the fashion design competition under the name Wanyan. Although Teacher Liang accepted the award on my behalf, after each competition, different spectators would give Teacher Liang flowers, and then Teacher Liang would pass the flowers to me. Were they also sent by you?"

Yu Zhiwan didn't wait for his reply before she confirmed, "It must have been you! Remember when we got our marriage certificate a few days ago, I told you I was Wanyan, and your surprise was so artificial, it didn't seem genuine. Did you already know I was Wanyan?"

Hearing the word "artificial" again, Xie Jingmo smiled helplessly: "Baby, can you please stop saying that?"

Yu Zhiwan: "Then tell me, were those flowers sent by you? Did you go to watch my game? Did you already know that I was Wanyan?"

Xie Jingmo stroked the loose hair on her temples. "I didn't know at first. But after Wanyan won the rookie competition, I realized her design style was very similar to yours. At first I thought she was copying you. I wondered if someone else had taken your championship away from you, or if you had been treated unfairly."

"I secretly investigated and discovered that Wanyan was actually you. I know you like fashion design and that you value it very much. So, I secretly went to every competition you participated in, wanting to witness every one of your matches and every honor you won."

"You..." Yu Zhiwan's eyes warmed up, tears welling up in her eyes. She held his hand and said, "How many things have you done that I don't know about... I didn't even notice it..."

When Xie Jingmo saw her crying, his heart tightened.

He kissed away the tears from her eyes tenderly: "Don't cry, baby, it's not a big deal. I just like you and can't help but want to treat you well."

"What do you mean 'not much'? You say it so easily..." Yu Zhiwan's soft voice was choked with sobs. "You didn't go abroad. You applied for the university I liked. In the end, I didn't get in. You often came to my school to see me. I also knew about you abandoning the competition for me... How could you abandon the competition for me..."

Xie Jingmo still had many things to tell her, and he didn't want her to feel heavy or burdened.

"Wanwan, these aren't big deals. When I made the choice, I knew very well that compared to liking you, these were trivial matters that weren't worth mentioning."

"I didn't do it on impulse; I knew exactly what I was doing."

"I did all of this willingly. Don't feel any psychological burden, okay?"

Yu Zhiwan's eyes were filled with tears. She trembled as she kissed him on the lips. After the kiss, she looked at him and said, "Then I will treat you even better in the future. I will treat you very, very well."

Xie Jingmo stroked the delicate skin under her eyes with his thumb: "Baby, if you want to be nice to me, I'd love it."

"But don't feel indebted, and don't have a compensatory mentality, okay?"

Yu Zhiwan's eyes were red like a little rabbit, shining with watery light: "I know that if I compensate you, it will be looking down on you. I want to treat you well because I like you, just like you want to treat me well."

Hearing this, the man let out a sexy chuckle, his peach blossom eyes full of tenderness: "Wanwan, I'm very lucky to be liked by you."

Yu Zhiwan sniffed: "Why don't you tell me your feelings? Aren't you afraid that one day I'll fall in love with someone else?"

Xie Jingmo paused when he heard this, raised his hand to gather the quilt for her, his voice low and hoarse.

"To be honest, every time I hear someone confess to you, I get terrified, nervous, and jealous. And yet, you said you didn't like me, and yet, so many people confessed to you."

"If you like someone else and are with someone else..."

He smiled helplessly: "Then I will be very sad, like thorns wrapped around my heart, very painful, but I will still love you very much."

Xie Jingmo stared at the girl in front of him without blinking, took her hand and placed it on his beating heart.

"Yu Zhiwan, I can't change the fact that I like you."

Whether you like me or not.

Whether you come with me or not.

I will always love you without reservation, run towards you, and belong only to you.

Yu Zhiwan's heart tightened, and tears fell again like broken strings. She didn't care about the quilt on her body, and threw herself into the man's arms, hugging him tightly.

"I don't like anyone else, I only like you."

"I'll always love only you."

Listening to the girl's vow-like words, Xie Jingmo felt an endless tenderness in his heart. He held her in one hand and wrapped the quilt back around her shoulders with the other, coaxing her in a low voice: "Baby, please stop crying. Why are you crying so much?"

Yu Zhiwan buried her forehead in his chest and said in a muffled voice, "It's not me who wants to cry, it's you who made me cry."

The man raised an eyebrow, his tone lengthening out, deliberately teasing her: "You say you like me, but in the end, you won't even say you love me ten thousand times, and you still say I made you cry."

“…”

Yu Zhiwan choked, shook her head against his chest, and deliberately wiped all her tears on his clothes: "Wait a minute, I have something else to ask you."

Xie Jingmo: "Hmm?"

Yu Zhiwan looked up at him, her cheeks slightly flushed from the time she was pressed against his chest. "Xie Jingmo, why do you like me so much?"