His arms tightly held her, as if holding the treasure of his life.
He really loved her, loved her so much... loved her too much!
Loved her so much that sometimes, he didn't even know how to treat her right...
He called her name: "Nuannuan, Nuannuan, Nuannuan..."
Each call piercing his heart and soul, yet the pain penetrated to the bone!
...
Song Yansheng held her in his arms into the bathroom, placing her in the bathtub and started running water.
Then he left the room.
He wasn't gone for long, just seven or eight minutes.
Song Yansheng came back again, by that time, there was already some water in the bathtub.
He sat opposite her, stretched out his hands, and embraced her completely, then looked at her damp brows and eyes.
His eyes trembled slightly, and he asked her, "Nuannuan, do you hate me?"
Shi Nuan looked at him, shook her head lightly, not hating, really not hating.
