"And while I might still feel that way, none of it means a damn thing to me anymore if I don't share my life with you."
He turned his head and looked at her like she had made, lit, and hung every damn star above them. "Everything I have, Qian Meng, everything I am… down to the bones in my body, is all yours."
She stretched up to kiss the corner of his mouth, and he paused just briefly before continuing.
"I'm sorry for freaking out in the middle of our session."
She watched him struggle to find the words he didn't need. She already knew.
"After I left today. I felt guilty. And I did some thinking." She pulled back to look at him questioningly. "I felt bad that you poured your heart out to me and received no response from me. Even though I was there to talk about my feelings, I shut you out."
"What you said in there was meaningful. More than you know. I needed the time to think alone. And it hit me hard."
