Their faces were so close that only an egg could fit in the gap between them! Forgive her for using an egg as a metaphor, but at that moment, her mind was completely blank, unable to think of anything else!
She didn't know when it started, but bit by bit, he had moved into her heart. Whenever something happened, he was always the first person she thought of. She was so sure he would step in to help her, to protect her with all his heart!
When did she start liking him?
Perhaps it was that time in Beijing when she was all alone, and he stepped forward to save her; or maybe it was when he brought her steaming hot porridge and buns to warm her heart; or when he specifically came to North City to warn her because he was worried her recklessness would get her into trouble; or maybe it was when he stayed by her side as she donated her bone marrow. He had done so much for her, quietly, without asking for anything in return…
