"Because this place is filled with you," he said.
His eyes dimmed slightly as he looked at the man in front of him. He felt the warm heartbeat in his palm. Mu Lin didn't know what to say. His hand that wasn't being held slowly moved to his chest, "Are you talking about this place?"
The place under his palm seemed to be beating faster than usual. It was because of him.
Mu Lin looked at Jing Chen, unwavering.
"Yes." Jing Chen nodded, "Can you let me into it, even if not completely?" At least, he could get in a little bit. Gradually, Jing Chen was confident that he could get her wholehearted love.
As long as he was let into her heart, when she understood what love was, the person in her heart would only be him.
"How do I do it?" Mu Lin looked up at him, her eyes filled with confusion, doubt, and contemplation.
Mu Lin shook her head. She didn't dislike him, and she didn't reject his every advance.
