"Then I'll wait for you!" Quan Shaoqing was silent for a long while, gazing at her as if he had finally grasped the meaning of her words.
And he made a solemn promise, "I won't marry Chen Lu. I'll wait for you for two years."
That was a promise, wasn't it!
After speaking, he held her hand even tighter.
Gu Xiaoxi lowered her head, the corners of her mouth curving into a crescent. "Then you have to accompany me whenever I want to play, and be there whenever I'm unhappy."
Like a loyal boyfriend, sending her flowers on holidays, warming her hands in the winter. Like the tender Quan Shaoqing from her dream, winning her over with his broad shoulders as her shelter, making her feel secure.
"Okay!" Quan Shaoqing's usually somber eyes brimmed with surprise.
He found that Gu Xiaoxi was very unusual tonight; in fact, it was as if the woman who had woken up was sleepwalking, uttering words that he would never have heard with all his might in usual times.
