Song Qingchun looked at Su Zhinian with her face turned up, the glow at the bottom of her eyes almost spilling out. She smiled softly at him, and her eyes curved gracefully. In an intimate voice, she repeated, "Su Zhinian, I love you."
After she realized she loved him, whenever she was around him, she would be nervous and excited. After she confirmed she was going to confess, her heart had never stopped beating.
However, now, after she let everything out, her worry fell away. The cold sweat that covered her palm evaporated, and her heart was calm.
Her eyes that locked onto his did not move away. She had not prepared her confession beforehand, but the words tumbled out of her mouth smoothly and easily. "As you know, I once loved Brother Yinan, and I really thought that I would spend the rest of my life with him, but starting from a point that I cannot even pinpoint myself, my heart…"
