Zhou Shaoyuan put his hands lightly on Shu Yao's shoulders and said, "Can you let me go?" Shu Yao, can you let go? The voice was a little forbearing and trembling.
Chen Shuyao raised his head and looked at Zhou Shaoyuan's eyes. They were such exquisite eyes. No matter what kind of emotions they were filled with, whether it was love, intolerance, anger or resentment, these eyes were so clear and clean. When she looked into those eyes, she seemed to see the wind chimes and fireflies in the valley, which made people want to possess and destroy them.
She said, OK.
Intention: Believe that there are beautiful feelings in the world.