This was the second time Song Shengsheng mustered up the courage to make a subtle confession to Jiang Yiyu, but in the end she still received no response.

When she returned home, Song Ming called her to the bedroom and warned her that Jiang Yiyu could only be her brother like him, and asked her to give up her thoughts on Jiang Yiyu as soon as possible.

Song Shengsheng smiled, so her implicit confession was actually not that implicit. Jiang Yiyu did not respond, maybe he really just regarded her as a sister, and he remained silent just because he did not want to hurt her feelings.

In the final analysis, secret love is just a one-man show. One person hides his admiration for another person, cannot give up, and dares not speak out to break the peace.

But liking someone is like a seed buried in your heart, taking root and sprouting uncontrollably in the soil of your heart, growing branches and leaves. Over time, liking someone gradually becomes a habit. Even if you just hear his name inadvertently, you still can't help but feel moved.

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And now, in the twelfth year of her love for Jiang Yiyu, Jiang Yiyu told her that he knew about the love she had given him in the past, and he didn't say it because he was a coward like her...

It was difficult for Song Shengsheng to describe this feeling. He was just glad that the two cowards were brave together for once and did not continue to waste the time they could have spent loving each other.

The two of them slowly walked back to the hotel, it was almost twelve o'clock.

Jiang Yiyu went to change clothes and take a shower. Song Shengsheng sat in front of the coffee table, eating fried rice noodles that she had just bought from a snack stall near the hotel while replying to Su Bei's message.

Su Bei: Song Shengsheng, you're amazing! She skipped classes and went to South City without a word.

Song Shengsheng replied her with a proud kitten emoticon: He's here when you miss him.

Su Bei clicked his tongue a few times and didn't say anything else.

Song Shengsheng put down her phone and took a few more mouthfuls of rice noodles. She put down her chopsticks, took out a bottle of oolong tea that Jiang Yiyu had just bought from the convenience store from the shopping bag, unscrewed it and took a sip.

When Jiang Yiyu came out of the shower, he saw her sitting on the carpet with her legs hugged, staring blankly at a bottle of oolong tea. The white shopping bag from the convenience store was wide open. He paused and hurried forward. While she was taking the soda water from the bag, he picked up the shopping bag and sat on the sofa.

Song Shengsheng turned around and glanced at him: "Have you finished taking a shower?"

"Yeah." Jiang Yiyu took out some snacks like dried fruits from the bag and handed them to Song Shengsheng, motioning her to put them on the table. Then, while she wasn't paying attention, he pretended to be calm and started to crumple the shopping bag.

Song Shengsheng watched his movements and reminded him, "There seems to be something in the bag, right?"

"No, there's only a receipt."

Song Shengsheng looked up at him without asking any more questions.

Jiang Yiyu hid the bag behind him, unscrewed the glass bottle of soda water and took a sip: "Should we go to bed?"