The sea breeze roared past his ears, growing louder and louder, as the background noise gradually faded into silence.
Thunder rumbles where silence reigns.
Cen Dongsheng's decision to confess was certainly abrupt; but as for the seeds of this motive, they were planted long ago.
Even though, by now, it seemed unnecessary to explain further, every stone is still a stone. Perhaps people don't necessarily need to pursue some kind of immaculate relationship, but...
When Cen Dongsheng looked into his lover's deep and luminous eyes, only one thought remained in his heart:
If there's a chance to confess, then say it outright—with no reservations. It was never really a question.
…
As anticipated by Cen Dongsheng, even after hearing his words, the woman's expression remained unshaken, showing no trace of surprise.
She placed her palm against his chest, her smile tender.
"You've finally said it. Still, I didn't expect you'd choose now to confess."
