"Xiao Qing, although I can't remember anything now, I know that the person I think about day and night is you, so stay by my side! We've already been away from each other for two years, and I don't want to be separated from you for even a single second. The fact that you're here now proves that you're worried about me, and that you can't let go of me. Similarly, I still miss you as well. Let's not torture each other anymore." Qiao Yanhui's tone was extremely gentle.
Xu Qing was carried away by his gentleness. That feeling was like a pair of invisible soft hands brushing past the most sensitive part of her heart, making her sink into it, making her intoxicated, and making her unable to escape. This made Xu Qing tremble, and a fluttery sensation arose in her heart.
