"Dong? What's wrong?"
Ye Qiu looked at the glowing Dong, feeling helpless.
"The warm thing is Ye Qiu!"
"I'm the warm thing?"
Ye Qiu didn't understand why he was considered a warm thing. He knew clearly that the twinkling starlight in the night sky held his precious memories, he was certain of it. Then why did Dong say he was the warm thing?
The light on Dong's body grew increasingly bright.
"I want... want... Ye Qiu"
The light made it impossible for Ye Qiu to open his eyes, yet he still took step after step towards Dong.
Finally, Ye Qiu embraced Dong.
"I want to be with Ye Qiu!"
Dong clearly expressed her thoughts.
"I will always be with Dong!"
Upon hearing Ye Qiu's words, Dong appeared to want to respond to Ye Qiu, directly kissing him.
The moment they kissed, Ye Qiu didn't think of anything indecent; that kiss was so warm, so pure, so sacred...
Dong's thoughts were transmitted to Ye Qiu's mind through the kiss.
