Moh Li would have given a perfect score for that answer, it was so on point.
"What do you like to eat, what color do you like, who do you like?"
Moh Li blurted out, the last question was supposed to be about what he liked to eat.
"I like Braised Pork Belly because I remember my grandfather’s Braised Pork Belly was the best."
It wasn’t actually that good. It was just that in his memory, that flavor was something that could never be recreated, a delicious sensation retained only within memories. Even if Bai Dan were to make the exact same dish now, it wouldn’t carry the same sentiments as Bai Zhi had felt back then.
"I like white because white can accommodate every color and I can paint it with the colors I like. Who do I like? I like you, Senior Brother."
Bai Zhi seemed afraid that Moh Li wouldn’t believe her, her eyes unwaveringly fixed on him.
"Look into my sincere big eyes."
Moh Li’s mouth twitched; he didn’t believe a word.
"Really, I like you too, believe it or not?" Wasn’t it just about playing games? Come on, let’s hurt each other, who’s afraid?
"Really?" Bai Zhi covered her mouth, feigning surprise, her mouth curving into a broad smile, "That’s great then, I like you too."
Even though he knew it was fake, Moh Li’s heart still involuntarily skipped a beat. Bai Zhi was doing it on purpose.
Moh Li kept a straight face and directly asked.
"Next question, what are you afraid of?"
Bai Zhi paused, this wasn’t playful anymore.
"I guess I’m afraid of the dark room." Bai Zhi was somewhat uncertain; lately, she felt as if she was gradually forgetting her past life but was increasingly recalling the memory of the original owner.
Back then, during those unbearable moments filled with fear, uncertainty, and anxiety, it was only in Moh Li’s presence that she felt a glimmer of reality.
"I don’t know what happened, but that day when I couldn’t see or speak, I was terrified, completely involuntarily, unable to control myself from being scared."
At this moment, Bai Zhi was truly opening up, her eyes filled with a trace of bewildered helplessness.
She couldn’t let it show in front of others, fearing they would worry; however, she was genuinely fearful. That terror enveloped her like poison overhead, telling herself it wasn’t real, but the fear persisted.
"Senior Brother, I don’t know whether it’s about to happen or has already happened, but I will definitely get through it, right? Like those thorns, didn’t I remove them too?"
Bai Zhi suddenly grabbed Moh Li’s hand, like clinging to a lifeline, needing his affirmation to build the confidence and courage to tell herself she could get past it.
"Bai Zhi, you’re incredible. The first time I saw you, you were decisive with a knife, no hesitation. I thought this girl must be fierce and exceptionally strong.
Later, when I saw how you handled those mountain pears hitting Bai Ye, you didn’t hesitate and were incredibly decisive, always firm in your convictions. That’s enough, you need to believe in yourself."
After speaking, Moh Li couldn’t believe these words had come from his own mouth, as he had never been someone to comfort others.
He was lost in his own darkness; how could he be someone else’s light? Yet, in that moment, seeing the girl’s fearful expression, he found himself speaking without thinking. It wasn’t like him at all.
Bai Zhi knew she should thank Moh Li for being candid; it wasn’t easy for him to say these words. Normally, he hardly spoke a word to anyone else, yet.
"Why do I feel like that wasn’t a compliment? Senior Brother, are you sure you were praising me?"