The Cat-like Boy's Confession Trap

Shen Yu was like a stray cat. He was crazy about Lin Xingwan, yet he always put on a cold, indifferent face. In the café after school, he shoved a carton of strawberry milk into her hands, claiming he’d bought it by mistake. Lin Xingwan didn’t call him out on it; she just took a sip with a grin. The setting sun stretched their shadows long. Suddenly, he mentioned that the new parfait had gotten good reviews. She asked, “How do you know I like sweet things?” He didn’t answer, but the tips of his ears flushed bright red. That evening, he brought her back to his messy home.