He set down his headset, and without another word, he simply extended his right hand to her, slowly.
His intention was clear, if she agreed, she should place her hand in his palm.
Looking into his eyes, Luo Xiaoqian saw so much more.
In Zhengding, Hebei, that rainy night, he rushed over, embracing her as she shivered into a ball in the abandoned building...
In Sichuan that night, also a rainy one, amid the heavy rain, he shouted her name while digging through the mud and rocks that sealed the van...
In her ears, his voice echoed.
...
"Luo Xiaoqian, I don't just like you, I've fallen in love with you. Love! Did you hear me? I love you, Luo Xiaoqian, you dummy, can't you feel it, don't you have a heart, do you think I, Leng Zimo, am someone who would do anything for a woman just like that..."
"I'll never let go in this lifetime!"
"I won't leave you, I won't hurt you again, I won't stop pampering you, I won't stop liking you..."
...
Luo Xiaoqian's eyes blurred.
