"Shen Xiuzhe, I love you."
He was silent, his deep eyes were lowered, and his long and thick eyelashes blocked the hesitation in his eyes. His thin bangs were soaked with sweat and stuck to his forehead. Su Yue reached out to brush them away and wiped his forehead. She smelled the hormones emanating from him after exercise.
Finally, he raised his head and looked at her face and said, "I love you who loves me."
She once thought that the luckiest thing in her life was to meet him, for which she gave him a love that had no retreat and spared no effort.
When they were in their youth, they seemed not to know what love was, nor how to give each other the love they wanted.
"What I give you is everything I have." She once thought that this meant loving him.
"Su Yue, this is my abyss and has nothing to do with you." He once thought that this was to protect her.
But, do you know.
If the abyss were your world, I wouldn't need rescue.