"That day, when I heard you got caught on the phone, my heart hurt so much, and then I rushed to Hong Kong, drove to find you, and at the time, I thought, if you died, what would I do..." Leng Zirui raised his hand, gently stroking her face, "I don't dare to think, Xu Xia, I really don't dare... In all my life, I've never been as scared as I was that night... Your place in my heart is much higher than you imagine. Xu Xia, listen carefully, I, Leng Zirui, have fallen in love with a woman, and that person..." he raised his palm, pointing at her, "is you, Xu Xia!"
It was she who first told him she liked him, this word "love," should come from him first, that's fair.
This girl, because she liked him, had already endured too much, he couldn't let her keep guessing his feelings with anxiety and uncertainty.
Xu Xia smiled, her smile radiant.
What could be happier than hearing the man you love say "I love you"?!
