She suddenly felt a bit proud inside, and looked at Tang Si with a smile: "Can I understand it as you having secretly admired me all along, and now you're quietly waiting for me to chase you?"
Tang Si pressed his lips together and said nothing.
Because that's indeed how it was.
If Song Yi didn't chase him, then this secret admiration would remain just that — nothing more would come of it.
Nor would they have the close relationship they do today.
Song Yi tilted her head to look at Tang Si: "But that's alright, I like you, so I'm willing to chase you."
She knew very well in her heart, if it weren't for her actively pursuing him, they wouldn't have this outcome between them.
Tang Si gestured for Song Yi: "Come here for a bit."
He was sitting on the sofa, his tone indifferent, and Song Yi couldn't see any emotion in his eyes.
Obediently, she walked towards him; she liked to squat, so she squatted at his feet, instinctively placing her hand on his leg: "What's up?"
