He was quiet for a long time.
Just as Xia Ling thought he was not going to answer the question, he softly said, "I have not liked anyone before."
She felt a surge of pain in her heart, and there were indescribable emptiness and disappointment inside her. However, he continued, "However, there is a person who was a part of my life, and you're very much like her."
Xia Ling's heart missed a beat. She knew who she was talking about but interjected. "No, she is not. You also don't know that…" Pei Ziheng, you don't even know that she is right beside you, but you're treating her cruelly and rudely as a substitute.
Xia Ling did not continue her previous sentence. She stood up and said, "Thank you for returning my item to me, Mr. Pei. I will be leaving now."
He called from behind her. "Xiao Ling."
