I was completely taken aback to find that Xiao Qing's affection for me amounted to just these trivial matters. While I was surprised, I also couldn't help but marvel at how utterly naive Xiao Qing was.
Xiao Qing snuggled against my chest, enumerating what she called the good things I had done for her. Finally, she lifted her flushed little face, "So Wen, I've wanted to give myself to you for a long time, because I really have nothing valuable to repay you with."
Looking at the simple girl before me, I felt a pang of guilt, "Xiao Qing, you yourself are the most precious, you can't just offer yourself to someone because he has shown you some kindness."
Xiao Qing seemed not to entirely understand as she fiddled with her fingers, "My mom used to say that if one day you meet a man who is unconditionally good to you, then you should give yourself to him."
