Weisheng frowned at her. Her use of words irked him a lot, even more, because he wasn't able to share his true feelings with anyone, even her.
"What do you want?" Weisheng asked bluntly, keeping his annoyance at bay.
Xiaoling confidently looked up at him, "I want to be the first person you confide in. I want you to stop keeping things to yourself."
Weisheng sighed and stared into her eyes. She was confident and sincere. He reached for her hand, catching her off-guard. He walked her to the bed and let her sit there. He then walked to the tea table and poured a cup of tea for her, bringing it back to her. As she skeptically accepted the teacup, he sat next to her.
"What do you want to know?" Weisheng asked bluntly.
