Xiao Xiao put down the book in his hand and asked Duan Li: "Do you like me?"
The orange light shines on Xiao Xiao's dark brown hair, reflecting a hazy halo. In Duan Li's eyes, Xiao Xiao was warm and quiet at this moment.
Duan Li didn't answer her, he just looked at Xiao Xiao and kept looking, because even he himself didn't know what he was thinking.
This question was not answered until the moment Xiao Xiao passed away. Duan Li hugged Xiao Xiao's disappearing body, cried, and said over and over again in her ear: "Xiao Xiao, I like you, I really like you!"
But Xiao Xiao didn't hear it, and Duan Li would never be able to let her know his answer...