My Fiancé and My Nemesis Swapped Souls
He was stunned for a moment.
While I was feeling anxious, afraid he would mock me, he answered extremely seriously: “That is an overly obvious matter.”
I was shocked: “You like me? Since when?”
He lowered his head, not looking at me, but instead maintained a rare seriousness: “A very long time ago, I’ve forgotten.”
For so many years, this was the first time Gabriel spoke to me decently about the love he could not utter. From his mouth, I learned that the heart-shaped lamp was actually handmade by me, and in the fire that year, the item he brought out along with me was precisely that lamp.
Hearing him say this, it was originally a gift I intended to give him for his birthday.
Who could have expected that on the very day I finished making the lamp, I ended up burning down the whole lab.
I was completely speechless.
“You’re single now, so I can pursue you, right?”
“Why didn’t you pursue me before?”
“Before, you were exchanging flirtatious glances with that petty Sylvester. How could I butt in?”
He declared with extreme arrogance that he was a man of principles, absolutely refusing to do the unethical deed of being the third person interfering in someone else’s relationship.
I was conflicted for a long time, still finding it unbelievable: “What exactly do you like about me?”
He fell silent for a moment, looking at me: “I like your silly look.”
“…”
Very well.
“I reject your pursuit.”
Panic flashed across his face, and he immediately smiled apologetically to smooth things over: “I was wrong, just joking. It’s mostly become a habit; people always say hitting is a sign of affection, scolding is a sign of love…”
“You’re just spewing a bunch of fallacies, shut your mouth.”
“So do you agree or not? If you agree, I’ll shut up immediately.”
“…I’ll see your performance first.”
His face lit up with joy: “I will definitely perform very well.”
Looking at his suddenly obedient and compliant appearance, my mood was incredibly joyous, and my heart also fluttered slightly.
Joyous because, from now on, I could easily keep him under my thumb, and I could take revenge for all the pent-up anger I had suffered from him in the past.
Fluttering because this was an experience I never had before. Back when Sylvester confessed to me, I didn’t feel this kind of excitement at all; I only felt extremely awkward, just wanting to leave quickly and escape the surrounding crowd.
So, I guess I also have a little crush on Gabriel, don’t I?
Not too sure, let’s just wait and see.