"That's why I said, you're so cute."
Song Yaoyao clasped her fingers and rested them below her chin. The setting sun's rays grew brighter and brighter, dyeing half of Song Yaoyao's face red.
A gentle breeze suddenly blew, making the wind chimes hanging by the window ring slightly.
Alice stopped smiling and no longer had the thought of looking down on her.
She could only be friends with the girl in front of her.
Obviously, Song Yaoyao also understood this point.
"Let's talk about your illness."
When she said this, Alice was obviously relieved.
"Do you know why you're sick?" Song Yaoyao waved at her. Alice leaned closer to Song Yaoyao as the girl's slightly cold finger pointed at her heart. "Here."
Alice was puzzled. "My...heart?"
