Just how many nicknames had she given him?
The person on the computer screen suddenly stopped talking. After a very long pause, he said, with obvious disbelief, "Oh my God, am I hallucinating? Mr. Su, are you smiling?"
Su Zhinian mumbled incoherently as his gaze caught the mirror in the room. He saw his own reflection, the relaxed brows, curved lips, and the gentleness that permeated every corner of his face…
Su Zhinian froze instantly in that moment.
The English voice from the computer continued to say, "I'm really not mistaken; you are smiling…"
Su Zhinian, who suddenly came to, did not say a word as he switched off the computer, stood up, and ran rather hurriedly to stand before the mirror.
Even though the smile of the man in the mirror was no longer as big as before, the hint of a faded smile was still there. He studied the man in the mirror for a long time before raising his hand to touch his own face.
