"..." Zhan Nanjue stared blankly at her, as if there was a thin mist in her eyes.
He didn't know what he said to make her feel so aggrieved; he had tried his best to minimize the hurt.
"It's that I'm not good enough." Zhan Nanjue said, "I don't deserve how good you are."
"But I think you're the best!" Gong Shirao said.
"That's because you don't know the whole me." Zhan Nanjue said.
"Then what is the whole you? How would I know if you don't tell me? How am I supposed to know if you don't let me understand more about you?"
"Don't be like this." Zhan Nanjue said hoarsely.
Gong Shirao felt even more aggrieved. What does he mean by don't be like this? How was she being? Did she make things difficult for him?
"I just want to ask you one question, earlier in the bathroom, was your gentlemanly manner only towards me? If it were another girl in front of you like that, would you behave differently?"
"Shirao, you're very good." He looked at her and said gently, "Really very good."
