Yi Juncheng retracted his hand, looking even more disappointed than before. "I knew I shouldn't have delusional thoughts."
Sheng Yang: "???"
Even though she wasn't someone who was easily emotional, she still couldn't bear to see Yi Juncheng so lost.
If there was no hope, there would be no disappointment.
This hope was given to him by her.
"No, you're thinking too much…" It was rare for Yi Juncheng to see a hint of anxiety in Sheng Yang's eyes. She was trying to coax him.
"Am I thinking too much?"
Sheng Yang was stunned by the question as she was facing Yi Juncheng's pitiful gaze. His peach blossom eyes were too attractive. Sheng Yang was a little overwhelmed. "I mean… Um…"
Yi Juncheng, an expert in psychology, saw that she was indeed hesitating. He turned around and started his performance as a forlorn man. "I understand. As expected, I'm not worthy. I'm not good enough."
