Under the moonlight, she was dressed in white, her petite body leaning over the lake.
Her little hands gently teased the lotus by the lake. The pink and white lotus moved as if it were alive because of her touch.
That calm heart suddenly started to ripple in circles.
That little figure seemed to be deeply engraved in his heart in an instant.
When Wanwan felt her body being hugged into a warm and fragrant embrace, her body stiffened suddenly.
Then, she slowly raised her head and looked at the beautiful young man under the moonlight with misty eyes.
Yes...Sikong Yuecang...
How did he come here?
How could he...how could he hold himself?
Where did he come from?
Just...she was calling his name just now...did he hear it?
The appearance of Sikong Yuecang made Wanwan a little anxious.
The panic in her eyes made Sikong Yuecang even more distressed.
He couldn't help but reach out to the corners of her eyes with his hands. He, who had always had a mysophobia, unexpectedly picked up his sleeves and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.
He never knew that his voice could be so gentle.
"Lian'er, stop crying..."
Wanwan was stunned for a moment, and showed an expression of surprise at Sikong Yuecang's gentle voice.
He had never spoken in such a gentle tone before...
It's always been cold...
what happened to him?
Why did you suddenly become so gentle...
Actually...he actually wiped her tears for her...and...with such a gentle gesture.
It is undeniable that the soft place in my heart was a little touched because of his gentle treatment.
Even though he knew that he would fail her in the future, at this moment, Sikong Yuecang did not fail her.
Even if I hated him, I still loved him in my heart.
Facing the man she loved so much and his gentle treatment, Wanwan was a little confused.
She didn't know what to do. If she was sensible enough, she should have pushed Sikong Yuecang away.
He has hurt her deeply enough, she can no longer be bewitched by him...