His handsome nose tapped lightly against her refined one, "How can you say nothing's wrong? Just one look at your eyes reveals something is amiss. You'd better tell me or else...."
"Or else what?" This was a kind of exchange Lu Weixi would never have had with him in the past. She would have just rationally pushed away his roving hands and coolly told him "nothing's wrong". But now, as she slightly raised the corners of her eyes, her expression, although still somewhat downcast, was tinged with provocation. It instantly reminded him of the proud and willful Miss Bai from the old days.
Over the past five years, he had watched day by day as Lu Weixi became more reserved. The clearer her rationality, the greater it pointed to their growing distance. He'd rather have her happy and laughing, petty and noisy, angry and cursing him, pounding her little fists on his chest, or crying when she felt badly wronged.
