"Are you still afraid of falling in love with me?" Leo smiled.
"No, ambiguity is not loved, I just fear that we will be confused by it, and in the end, it will be just another game." Irish shook her head.
"Irish, I'm simple. I just want to stay with you before you fall in love with someone else. If you just think of me when you are unhappy, and I can listen to your complaints, that's enough."
Irish smiled a gentle, wholeheartedly smile, "I think we have been friends for a long time, and just friends without ambiguity and fantasy. Can you do it?"
"Thank you for your sincerity. I'd like to try." Leo gazed at her beautiful eyes by the light of the fire, "But before we break the ambiguity, can I make a request? The first one and the last."
"Don't ask me to kiss you, I can't." Irish sat cross-legged and was in thought.
A trace of loss ran through Leo's eyes but soon disappeared, he smiled, "You are mistaken, I want to kiss you."
