The street was bustling with people, but the couple standing under the willow tree fell silent.

The quiet atmosphere was both uncomfortable and unsettling; even the analogy of a cat scratching an itch in one's heart wouldn't be quite right.

Feng Guang, who was covering her mouth, saw that he hadn't spoken for a long time. Her initial bewilderment turned into a growing anger. How could he remain silent and not reply to her when she, a young girl, had accidentally blurted out those words?

He's the real man; he should be in charge now!

"Just pretend you misheard!" Feng Guang bit her lip, stomped her foot, and turned to leave. But after taking just one step, she couldn't move.

Nan Ke grabbed her wrist, so tightly that she couldn't break free.

Feng Guang turned to look at him, her tone not very friendly, "What are you doing?"

"I..." Nan Ke uttered a single word, his voice unusually hoarse. He paused, then said uncertainly, "I'm thinking... maybe I misunderstood what Miss Fengguang said, otherwise... otherwise how could I have seen Miss Fengguang say such things to a deaf person?"

His lowered voice perfectly conveyed his lack of confidence at that moment, or perhaps it should be said... that he was insecure.

A thought struck her, and without thinking about anything else, she blurted out whatever came to mind: "You didn't hear me... you didn't see wrong, I really said that!"

Knowing that he was a lip reader, she deliberately twisted the words she was saying.

Nan Ke held her hand and moved it slightly, but still lacked the confidence to utter a single word.

Feng Guang felt a surge of anxiety again. She said irritably, "So what if I said that to you! What's wrong with that? Aside from your low emotional intelligence and the many things you've done that I don't like, I haven't said anything particularly hateful about you! In most cases, you're... quite charming..."

Her cheeks flushed as she spoke the last sentence.

Nan Ke repeated those two words in a daze, "Heart flutter?"

"I'm not referring to just the beating of your heart!" Feng Guang added, worried he might not understand. "What I mean is... that you can sometimes make people like you... like you, do you know what that means?"

“I…I think I understand.” Nan Ke’s eyes flickered slightly. “Wen Xiu said that if a woman has feelings for a man, it means she will like that man.”

"You can understand it this way..." Feng Guang coughed awkwardly, "and it's not wrong."

"So... when Fengguang said she was attracted to me, it meant... that she liked me?"

"I think so..." Her eyes darted around. She didn't usually consider herself a shy woman, but at this moment, she felt inexplicably embarrassed.

Nan Ke suddenly moved his hand, and she fell into his arms. Before Feng Guang could react, her waist was already held firmly by the man's hand.

“I thought Feng Guang wouldn’t like me…” Nan Ke bent down slightly, his lips close to her ear, and let out a satisfied laugh, “Feng Guang likes me, you like me…”

He rubbed her cheeks against hers, making her feel increasingly shy.