Linfeng stood before her, his eyes attentively watching her, captivated.
Her big smile was so entrancing, but aside from joyful, it also seemed to be relieved.
He did not know why but his heart squeezed a bit.
Why did his Young Miss occasionally show that smile with relief on her face? As if there was something she dared not hope to get, but was thankfully able to get, thus she was relieved and happy. It gave off that impression. It was captivating yet heart wrenching.
"Zhi'er?" Linfeng touched the corner of her eyes, and his fingertips were dampened by unshed tears.
'Why is it this expression again, Zhi'er?'
He wants her to be happier, so happy that she would smile lovingly and happily, without those thoughts he could not fathom.
