His left hand cradled Gu Qiaoqiao.
His right hand rested on her face.
To his delight, he found that Qiaoqiao hadn't rejected him.
She was looking at him with clear, water-like eyes, full of focus.
It seemed as if they contained too many indescribable affections.
There were too many emotions that couldn't be vocalized, and Qin Yize felt he truly understood; he really saw the emotion of regaining a treasured possession in Qiaoqiao's eyes.
His heart brimmed with joy; he had hoped countless times that Gu Qiaoqiao would look at him like this, with her eyes and heart filled only with him. Now that his dream had come true, he didn't want to think about anything else, and gently, he lowered his head...
It was as if the breeze had landed on the cloud, or as a willow leaf kissing the glittering surface of a lake.
At that moment, it seemed as though brilliant fireworks were bursting in his heart.
And the coldness of the room turned into everlasting vernal warmth.
