"I've been keeping these things buried in my heart for nearly two years, and you're the first person I've told."
The girl's delicate eyebrows and eyes, slightly reddened, looked at him quietly. For a moment, she seemed lost in thought. After a long while, she curved her lips into a smile and replied, "It's okay, do you feel a bit better now?"
"Hmm... It feels like a huge weight has been lifted off my shoulders after saying it out loud."
Mo Han: "So... where do you plan to go next?" He took out his phone and glanced at the time; it was a little after four in the afternoon, just about time for dinner.
Qin Yin tilted her head and thought for a moment before speaking, "I want to drink, what should we do?"
Does she have that big of an urge to drink? However, thinking about it, if something like this happened in my family, I might want to drink too.
