A moment after the audio finished playing, Lin Jing blinked her eyes gently, her mind returning to the present.
It turned out that the words from her dream weren't from her dream at all, but had been spoken by Sheng Kuang.
She had dreamt, yes, but her entire dream had been real.
Sheng Kuang had truly confessed his feelings to her.
The person she had always regarded as her idol, her belief, had confessed to her.
Lin Jing lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling, feeling a profound sense of bewilderment.
Sheng Kuang had mentioned pursuing her before, and she knew he liked her. But hearing him say it out loud now, she found the impact to be incredibly strong.
She genuinely didn't know what it felt like to be liked. In her entire life, she had never experienced Jiang Wan's affection, let alone anyone else's.
She was quite pretty, and not without admirers, but their attempts weren't exactly born of deep affection. It was more like boys having a fleeting interest, confessing to her, or buying her some treats. When they found her enthusiasm lacking, these boys would gradually shift their attention. In short, their "liking" was never particularly sincere.
In high school, there was even a boy who, in the middle of pursuing her, started dating her deskmate.
This swift "change of heart" didn't strike her as odd at the time, nor did she feel any discomfort or imbalance.
Influenced by her family background, she lacked confidence, always believing she was unworthy of being liked.
With this mindset, even if someone's affection was genuine, her lack of outward enthusiasm would inevitably lead them to retreat.
Over the years, in her world, she had truly never encountered a love that was treated with seriousness.
Sheng Kuang was an exception.
Even before he confessed his feelings, and before she thought he was attracted to men, she had already felt treated with seriousness by him.
She was someone who rarely dared to express too many emotions, mainly out of fear of causing trouble for others. But in front of Sheng Kuang, she dared. Not only dared, but often found herself overwhelmed with emotion, even unreasonable at times.
It was rare to find someone who allowed her to be so completely herself.
Initially, she saw herself as a fan and dared not think too deeply. Later, she was afraid to think.
Lin Jing really didn't want to be in a relationship. She felt that relationships were the most unreliable things in the world.
She couldn't even get her parents' affection, let alone romantic love.
Lin Jing pursed her lips, trying to clear her head, but after a short while, her mind involuntarily drifted.
When she realized her thoughts had once again been led astray by Sheng Kuang's confession, she couldn't help but open her mouth towards the ceiling.
It seemed some things couldn't be avoided just by running away.
Not wanting to dwell on these thoughts any longer, Lin Jing sighed heavily and reached out to rub her face vigorously, preparing to get out of bed.
Just as she was halfway up, her phone rang.
miracle: Morning.
A single word shattered the fragile composure Lin Jing had just managed to regain.
Sheng Kuang's confession last night had been too sudden, leaving her completely stunned. She hadn't had a chance to process it, and now, seeing his message, she felt as though he was here to demand a response.
Just as Lin Jing was feeling anxious and distressed about what to do, her phone rang again.
miracle: I'm almost at your school.
miracle: Let's have lunch with Yu Zhou later.
Lin Jing paused, realizing she had been overthinking. He wasn't demanding a response at all.
Lin Jing held her phone and replied with a simple "Okay."
Sheng Kuang told her the time and said he'd see her later, with no further words.
Lin Jing gazed at the chat history on her phone screen, a sense of conflict rising in her heart.
She had been afraid of Sheng Kuang pressuring her for a response, but now that her wish had come true, she felt inexplicably disappointed.
She felt as though she had some serious illness, her mind not working properly.
After scolding herself severely, Lin Jing got out of bed to wash up. By the time she was dressed and went downstairs, Sheng Kuang had just arrived at the school.