Shen ting's heart was filled with an indescribable feeling.
she felt a little sad and guilty, as if the moment had been stolen.
This little happiness was originally something he missed every night.
however, there was a voice in her heart that said,"no, not necessarily. maybe when i grow up, the one i want isn't ye xiangnan, but shen ting!"
When Shen ting felt that he couldn't hold it in anymore, he reached out and gently touched her little face, but he immediately retracted his hand after just a touch.
His face was slightly warm, as if he had done something unspeakable.
Suddenly, Shen ting stood up and walked to the window. He originally wanted to open the window, but he decided against it in the end because he was afraid that she would catch a cold.
just like that, she quietly looked out the window for a long time before she calmed down.
however, when he picked up the book, his heart was still not calm.
