...
And as the video played on the first floor, it quickly shifted to the photos of the two children, Jiangjiang's and Taotao's, even including scenes of the two playing and frolicking together.
Some images, to Shen Zhixian, were still very impactful. Her eyes slightly teared up, and as the screen faded, she felt a pair of arms wrap around her from behind.
The man's arms were strong and broad, pulling her tightly into his chest, slightly bending down as his chin rested in the nape of her neck, his breath...
So hot it burned to the bone.
His voice was very low, "Xianxian, you should know, for all these years... I've liked you."
"Just you."
The surroundings were too quiet, and as his last word dropped, "thump—" a sound, her heart fiercely slammed against her chest, her heart suddenly tightened.
It felt oppressively heavy, her body rigid, a hard-to-describe feeling spreading meticulously to all her limbs.
