At times like this, he would silently get up and begin to channel all his chaotic thoughts and longings into words. With this outlet, looking at the stack of paper thick enough to be a book, he realized that love, too, could be quantified and qualified.
But at this very moment, all those words were useless. He could only say that one dry sentence, and then use the most direct actions to express the depth of his feelings!
Chi Yun'er hugged him back. A woman's emotions are more delicate than a man's. They often wish they could become like a dodder vine, wrapping themselves around a man, losing their own identity in the relationship, and in doing so, push him further and further away.
She used work to suppress such thoughts.
But the moment he pressed his body against hers... 'What was logic?'
She had already lost herself completely...
