"Xie Xiao, how come you haven't made any progress in all these years?" Shen Qingyun's tone sounded in Xie Xiao's ears with a familiar feeling of being beaten, and Xie Xiao was stunned for a moment.
"Well, there's no progress at all." Xie Xiao murmured in a low voice.
He still likes you so much, but he didn't say this confession.
Xie Xiao always felt that a proud person like Shen Qingyun would never give in to anyone, until he met Shen Qingyun again many years later and saw Shen Qingyun in front of him with red eyes and doing something outrageous that he had never done before, so he no longer questioned Shen Qingyun's sincerity.
"I am the broom star" Xie Xiao muttered to himself
"No, you are my noble one." Shen Qingyun's deep magnetic voice sounded next to Xie Xiao's ears, and Xie Xiao finally felt Shen Qingyun's surging love.
Intention: A young person's mind has not changed over the years. A proud person is willing to shed his pride and heal his lover's self-denial with his sincere love.