Within half a minute after the words fell, Adrian kept staring at Victor blankly.
To be honest, among the thousands of public speeches he has made in his life, this was the most awkward one when he expressed his love in front of his sweetheart. Perhaps it was because Victor's answer was so quick and firm that Shikawa's first reaction was to doubt his hearing.
Because he had done too much mental construction before officially confessing his love, Shikawa didn't even expect Victor to answer the question he just asked. After all, feelings are a road that extends in all directions on the surface. It seems to be a straight line, but in its bones it is connected with infinitely complicated and winding branches. And Victor's feelings have always been hidden under heavy disguises, like undercurrents surging under the deep ice, more like the wet marks left on the shore when the tide recedes.
It doesn't matter if he doesn't give an answer for a while. In the past thousands of times when he rubbed the wedding ring, Adrian thought silently, it's enough for Victor to know that I love him.
In Tokawa's own opinion, he still had nearly a thousand words of manuscript hidden in his heart, but three seconds ago, Victor officially declared that Tokikawa's manuscript had become a waste.
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