Tears kept rolling in my eyes, almost falling down...
"Leng Sichen, don't scare me..." She was really afraid of this feeling of loss.
Leng Sichen, who was in a coma, frowned in pain, and then opened his eyes weakly. What he saw was Yue Yuran leaning on her arm, sobbing softly. He could feel the warmth coming from her arm.
The feeling of heat made her... cry?
He suddenly felt that her tears were so hot, burning his skin, and he couldn't help but rub her soft burgundy hair with his hands, with a smile on his lips.
Yue Yuran raised her head suddenly. This time she did not slap his hand away directly, but looked at him blankly.
Her eyes were as red and swollen as walnuts, and the tears on her face were like rugged mountain roads. It made people feel distressed to see them...
"Why? Why did you save me..." She spoke the next few words in a quieter voice.
Leng Sichen stiffened and smiled bitterly. He didn't understand that he would be so desperate when seeing her in danger. Could it be...
Did he really fall in love with her?
"What if I say I like you?" He said playfully, but in his heart he was looking forward to her answer.
Yue Yuran's drooped head suddenly raised, she looked at Leng Sichen in astonishment, and it took her a long time to utter a sentence, "You must have fallen silly, right?"
The corners of Leng Sichen's mouth twitched, and then he said nonchalantly: "I was joking."
"I didn't expect you, an iceberg, to joke." Yue Yuran exclaimed as if she had discovered a new world. Leng Sichen rolled his eyes and ignored her.