He is an accidental gust of wind passing through the corridor, yet it alone causes a mountain flood.
Su Weiyi always felt that her affection was dirty, shameful, and perhaps even childish.
Because she was still young, perhaps simply because for more than ten years of her life, he had been there with her, so she mistook that habit for liking.
Although this possibility is minimal, what if?
After all, she is still young, after all, she is not mature enough.
Maybe someday in the future, when she looks back at herself today, she will find that her thoughts back then, her former self, were too raw, too naive.
But still, even when her mind went blank, even when her whole body stiffened, Su Weiyi clearly knew that when Sheng Yanxiao kissed her, her heart felt sweet, very sweet.
Always, her liking, her feelings brought her only bitterness, but at that moment, she truly felt the sweetness that loving someone brings.
