It was as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over Ou Xun's head; he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, his whole body chilled, yet he instinctively tightened his grip on her hand, "Fengguang..."

"Shut up!" Feng Guang's smile vanished. She pulled her hand away, stood up, and turned to leave.

"Fengguang!" Ou Xun hurriedly stepped in front of her, hugging her tightly, and pleaded, "Don't go...don't go..."

Aside from saying "Don't go," he seemed to never say anything else.

Feng Guang suddenly felt a pang of sorrow, unsure whether it was for him or for herself. She quietly let him hold her for a while, then finally, she pushed him away with a cruel smile, "Should I call you Ou Xun, or Ren Woxing? I should have known better. The first time I saw you in the game, you called me by my name, which shows you knew my true identity. In the game, you hated me so much, but in the real world, you said you liked me. Ou Xun, what is your purpose in approaching me?"

"No, I didn't approach you on purpose." He tried to reach out and touch her, but she dodged him, and his eyes were filled with an almost pleading look.

It was a look that could easily make someone give in. Feng Guang turned her head away, refusing to look him in the eye. She raised her hand and fiercely wiped away the tears that were about to fall from the corner of her eye. "You knew about me all along, so that day... when you handed me a tissue, you left again when you saw it was me, because you hate me."

"At that time, I hadn't fallen in love with you yet." He tried to justify himself, even though he had almost lost all ability to think when he saw her tears.

"Yes, you didn't like me back then, so who did you like?" Feng Guang bit her lip, controlling the sob that was about to escape her lips. "You warned me not to mess with people I shouldn't mess with, but who was that person?"

Ou Xun couldn't answer. He used the most humble tone, "Feng Guang, don't cry, okay?"

She raised her hand and slapped away his outstretched hand that was about to wipe her tears. Even though she was crying, her eyes and her posture were the most stubborn. "I guess that person is Zhao Xiaolu, right?" Seeing that he was about to say something, she said coldly, "Just tell me, is it her or not?"

He did not argue.

“I understand.” Feng Guang had just taken a step when he grabbed her wrist.

“I can explain. Whatever you want to know, I can tell you. Fengguang, believe me…” Ou Xun had never hated himself so much for being unable to speak. He could only plead with her. “Believe me, I really… really like you so much.”

Feng Guang smiled, a smile full of irony. "I know everything now. You know that Wan Yang in the game is me, so you warn and threaten me in the game because you think I bullied Zhao Xiaolu. Now that I think about it, all the things I couldn't understand before can be explained. You know what classes I have, you know what I like to eat, where I live... You know everything about me. You are so all-knowing... It scares me."

Her words of fear pierced his heart. "I know all this because I like you, and I want to understand you."

"So, what exactly is your purpose in approaching me? Is it to get revenge for Zhao Xiaolu?" Suddenly, she trembled slightly. She wasn't sure, but the most likely thought still came to mind. "During that time, all the negative things that happened to me were orchestrated by you, weren't they?"

Ou Xun couldn't utter a single word. He didn't want to lie to her, but he was even more worried about the consequences if he admitted it. His hand, which was holding hers, was trembling. His dark eyes were filled with a persistent plea that could move any woman.