As long as he agrees, as long as there is even a slight affection for her, she could still find reasons to convince herself to continue to persist.
"What is affection?" He Teng's expression showed a touch of confusion, "I don't know, what exactly is the emotion between two people? The sentiment between a husband and wife, or, say, lovers, how is it different from the love in a family?"
While others experienced a blossoming youth, He Teng was in the military, dealing with comrades-in-arms all year round. He had no secret crushes or experienced what it was like to have an admirer in his younger years.
He Zhilan, in his heart, was family, as much a part of the He Family as anyone else.
Therefore, even He Teng did not know, what is affection?
"Affection is..."
He Zhilan suddenly stood upright, looking fixedly into He Teng's eyes, tip-toeing closer to him, her lips, still wet with her tears, lightly touched his.
