Gu Lanshan cried tears of joy, and then fiercely threw herself into Sheng Shi's arms. She raised her hand and tightly encircled Sheng Shi's waist. Her head pressed against Sheng Shi's chest, her tears unwittingly staining the white T-shirt he had bought that afternoon. She sniffed and then tightened her hold on his waist further, speaking slowly and softly: "Shi'er, I hate you for always giving me so many surprises."
Sheng Shi held Gu Lanshan with a smile on his face, letting her words seep into his ears word for word.
He felt the clothes on his chest becoming somewhat wet from her tears. A strange sensation surfaced from the depths of his heart, trembling intensely.
