"Until I met you, you were willing to listen to my nonsense, to care for my feelings, and to seriously discuss my ideas," Li Mengmeng's voice was somewhat choked up.
I had never thought that my little bit of attention could leave so many marks in this girl's heart.
Shimmering teardrops fell down her smooth cheeks, looking exceptionally strong in the cold wind.
Sensing her own breach of composure, Li Mengmeng quickly reached out to wipe the tears from her face, but I beat her to it. My cold fingers touched the hot tears, and I quietly wiped away her tears for her.
Li Mengmeng stared at me blankly, slowly, two red clouds drifted across her face.
By the time I realized what I had done, I had already dried the tears on Li Mengmeng's face. I was a bit at a loss for words, "I didn't mean to offend you, it's just that I can't stand to see a girl cry in front of me."
No sooner had I spoken than I felt something soft and fragrant with the scent of gardenias stuffed into my arms.
