Pei Ye is slightly uneasy, but he's willing now to say these words to the girl in front of him, her lips pale, her face sorrowful.
Just to make her happy.
Since very early on, the girl's desolation had made him uncomfortable, and late at night, he would suddenly grasp his blanket, recalling the day by the lake when the girl tried to hold onto him, her face pale and flushed.
Standing in front of her now, seeing her red-rimmed eyes and her desolate expression, Pei Ye will do everything he can, softly and gently, to comfort her.
What he said indeed had a spectacular effect.
Li Piaoqing stood at the scene, stunned as if struck by a hammer. She fumbled with her words, unsure of what expression to show, a tear slipped down her cheek.
This was the second time the boy had given her a feeling as if she was in a dream.
She stared blankly at the boy in front of her, who was stiff from his words. The only thought that went through her mind was, "So...his uneasiness was because of me."
