"Nuannuan, I like you."
Xu Musen said, and without waiting for the girl to respond, he gently lowered his head and kissed her.
An Nuannuan's body seemed like it was about to melt into his embrace.
At this moment, the stirring of emotions was the result of them, in the prime of their youth, truly beginning to follow the choices of their hearts—the most primitive, purest palpitations.
After a long while.
An Nuannuan leaned in his arms, she lifted her head but could still hear Xu Musen's rapidly accelerating heartbeat.
"Musen…"
"Hmm…"
"I want to ask you a question…"
"Ask away."
Xu Musen slightly caught his breath; he gently stroked An Nuannuan's burning cheeks, his tone tender.
"You always said you were some kind of reborn person, if, I mean if… If you could have met me in your past life, if I could have appeared earlier, would you still want me?"
