After dating for so long, it was the first time Shi Wei heard the girl's confession.
A flash of slight astonishment crossed his eyes, as if in disbelief: "Zhizhi, say it again."
The man's jaw tightened, and his throat bobbed a couple of times. Besides nervousness, there was more anticipation.
"I like you, Shi Wei."
The girl's expression was very serious, like standing with him in a church, making vows before a priest.
Shi Wei gazed into her eyes and suddenly laughed. The smile was just right, like the first thaw of winter snow, signaling the bustling revival of all things.
He tightly embraced her waist, pressing his forehead against hers, and in a low, affectionate voice, said: "I like you too, I really do."
A love that rushes towards each other is joyous.
Even a simple verbal confession is enough to bring their hearts closer together.
An indescribable joy spread from Shi Wei's heart to his limbs and body.
