Seeing him happy, doing homework together happy, learning martial arts with him happy, having late-night snacks together even happier.
He is the first person in so many years for whom no matter how long she spent time with, it never felt enough.
After silently looking in the mirror for a while, Lin Wanwan returned to her room and dramatically pulled open the curtains that she had closed out of a tiff when she learned about the price.
Opposite her, Xiao Chong looked over in response, his eyes seemingly containing a vast starry sky, instantly illuminating Lin Wanwan.
His study had no curtains, in the freezing weather, the window was even open — everything was in plain view.
As long as Lin Wanwan looked, she could easily see him, with nothing to hide, as if he was always waiting there.
Xiao Chong got up from his desk, walked to the window, and smiled at Lin Wanwan: "It really suits you."
"Seems like it."
