Li Qianxue hated the feeling of things getting out of control. She liked to have everything within her grasp.
Recently, Su Chenghui's actions had far exceeded her control.
The sun was setting, and the night wind was blowing gently. When Li Qianxue came out today, she did not tie her hair. A few strands of hair flew over from the back.
Su Chenghui didn't respond to her. He raised his hand and gently pulled her hair behind her ear.
"Are you tired? You seem to have waited for a long time. Are you hungry? Let's have dinner together?"
"Su Chenghui." Li Qianxue waved his hand away. "Can you stay away from me?"
Su Chenghui's hand was waved in the air by her, and he gently put it down. He looked at her and spoke very seriously.
"I can't."
"You --"
"My heart is full of you." Su Chenghui pressed on the position of his heart. "My heart told me that if I was far away from you, I would die."
