Juyan finished speaking and kissed me.
I was still reeling from the shock of his confession, looking at this tear-streaked man before me with a cocktail of complicated emotions. He was using both soft and hard tactics, crying and making a scene; I had never seen him in such a state, and I didn't know how to handle it.
After kissing for a while, he noticed my lack of response, pulled away, and looked at me with misted eyes. "Am I really not good enough?"
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