Her voice drifted into the thick black night.
Why would I like you.
Why would I…
Like you…
Ling Yan revealed an awkward look. Suddenly he became a little unsure. Does she like me or not? She just said it so casually that I have no idea.
"But why do you like me?"
"There is no reason to like a person." Ling Yan's voice became a little rigid. "When you meet that person, you'll hear your soul tremble and yell. After walking thousands of miles, it's all for that one day two people will meet."
He looked up and said in a sincere and stubborn voice, "An Ge, I'll walk thousands of miles for you."
"You really took your time to walk that distance, for over 2,000 years."
Ling Yan: "…" F**k, can I take back that sentence?
Ming Shu touched his head and revealed a tender and loving smile. "There's a long way ahead, young man, keep up!"
