She felt that at this moment, she truly wasn't alone anymore. She couldn't help but lean her head on his shoulder, gazing at his handsome profile that seemed straight out of a painting. After a while, she remembered what Qin Sheng had asked her yesterday and suddenly moved her lips, whispering into his ear, "Teacher, I'm sorry I stood you up that day."
Li Qingshen's body tensed slightly—he just felt the girl's voice lightly wafting around his ear, like a dandelion brushing gently over the tip of his heart, fluffy and soft.
The moonlight gently bathed them both as Li Qingshen walked very slowly, as though strolling. She lay on his back and didn't speak again, the world around them serene. Their shadows on the ground overlapped each other, and time seemed to freeze into eternity at that moment.
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