Seeing this, Lan Shan smiled softly, like a child, ignoring the curious glances around her, and rushed forward to embrace him. In her haste, Gong Shaoyu stepped back, worried she might fall, and reached out to steady her, then stood quietly there.
Lan Shan rested her head on his chest, listening to his strong heartbeat, with the pleasant scent of him lingering at the tip of her nose. She was a bit reluctant to let go, but she knew in her heart that this man did not belong to her.
A sudden pain struck her heart, and she suddenly released him, stood on her tiptoes, leaned close to his ear, and spoke with a choked-up voice, "Brother Gong, I know you see me as a sister, but there are some things I still want to say."
