"Who needs your apology now? It's all in the past, and although it still feels a bit sour to talk about it, knowing you are mine now makes it all better," her voice relaxed. "Also, I talked about you with my mom tonight, we haven't had such a relaxed chat in a long time."
Xie Xiao's lips slightly curved up. "I haven't done much, yet you've liked me for so long, I suddenly fear, what if the filter breaks one day, and you stop liking me?"
"I won't stop liking you, if there were a filter, it would have broken by now, I just like you," Luo Yanran said with conviction, which hit Xie Xiao's heart hard.
Actually, liking someone is something elusive and indescribable.
Just like the moment he saw Zhou Mianmian feeding a cat, his heart fluttered.
The moment Luo Yanran looked at him as he pushed open the door when he was isolated.
It was also the moment he lay in the hospital bed and watched the young girl walk into the ward, undeterred by wind or rain.
