Jiang Chaosheng took Ran Ze's hand. Under the sunset, Jiang Chaosheng was particularly gentle, with a faint smile on his face that never liked to smile. He said, "But, how about we be together?" Before Ranran could speak, he leaned forward and pulled him into his arms. He admitted that he was afraid of hearing Ranran's reply. He was afraid that what he heard was rejection. After a second thought, he spoke again, with a hint of childishness in his tone, "No matter, you agreed if you don't speak." However, he had no choice but to rest his head on his shoulder. He said so. What else could he say? In fact, if he didn't speak, he would have spoken.