AAARGH, I can't stand it anymore! She squeezed her eyes shut. Could he please not be so cheesy and dramatic? It's so strange for two people to talk like this in real life.
"Xixi, do you love me?"
I won't answer. I won't.
"Xixi, please say something..."
I just won't say it. I won't.
"Xixi... Xixi... If you don't say anything, it means you have a secret crush on me... HMPH, I knew it! You've had a secret crush on me for a long time..." He suddenly remembered something, his face instantly lighting up with joy. "Oh, right, Xixi! You once said you admired me a bit, didn't you? I specifically saved that chat log. And isn't there a saying? 'A man might fall in love with a woman he pities, but a woman has to admire a man to fall in love.' Xixi, I know you love me..."
Go on, gloat. Keep flattering yourself. It's not like you have to pay taxes on boasting, anyway.
Finally, she opened her eyes, but he still gently held her hand, unwilling to let go.
