Leng Li,
Li looked down at the girl, she had a watery gaze. He can not remember the last time--if ever, he had seen her look so fragile.
he could not resist those electric blue watery almond-shaped eyes, and those plump slightly parted lips.
gripping the back of her neck he bent his head and captured those lips. A punishing kiss ensued. soft...silky...he wanted this girl so close to becoming a woman so bad he ached.
When he had parted and looked down at her he felt that only this woman--yet to mature was the only one who could be seen clearly.
Li, took a seat once more and held her close.
For the past few months, he had thought about her every day, travelling back and forth as he collected all valuable items in order to make things she liked on the list she had written.
It also helped that some memories continuously surface, the woman in that memory may look different but he felt that her aura was like her own.
[memory]
