The person in front of me is still so good-looking, he has become a young boy, his eyelashes are still long, and his eyebrows are of a kind and clear look. This time I no longer wrap my hands and feet around him, but carefully slow down my breathing and stare at the person in front of me.
"Little rice cake!"
"Huh?"
"Why did you come to me?"
His eyes suddenly opened, and they were still very dark, reflecting my shadow. "Because..." His voice was no longer soft and waxy. His voice was low and gentle: "Qining is very lonely, and I want to stay with her."
I suddenly closed my eyes because of this inconsistent answer.
"Little rice cake, say you like me"
"I like you"
"Say you love me"
"I love you" he smiled softly and helplessly.
I also tried my best to put on the gentlest and most beautiful smile: "I love you too, Qinian. You are the one I love most in the whole world."