Shen Weiyi opened the box.
From the outside, it looked more like a miniature phone charm. It was even smaller than the smallest power bank she knew on the market, yet its capacity was three to five times that of a regular power bank.
Shen Weiyi didn't know how he managed it; the tiny object felt unbelievably heavy in her hand.
Looking at the item in her hand, she felt a swirl of complex emotions. After a long moment, she raised her head and said to him, "I've told you, you don't need to be so good to me."
Because of Jiang Zhiyi, she felt like she couldn't completely open her heart to love someone else, at least not yet. And what Sheng Ting did for her far exceeded what she did for him.
He was too nice to her, so much so that she felt their feelings weren't equal.
She liked Sheng Ting, but compared to him, her feelings seemed too less and too frail, not strong enough to go all out for him.
Could such a relationship really last?
Shen Weiyi didn't know.
