Sheng Qianxia looked at Gong Beiyao in astonishment, her eyes shining brightly in that moment, feeling a slight ache at the tip of her nose.
He still wants to hear about her past, hear about her past, hear about her... about...
At that moment, it was as if all the sadness from past experiences was no longer sadness.
"Actually, it's nothing much, anyway everything is in the past," Sheng Qianxia said with a forced light-hearted smile, but her heart tightened because of his gaze.
His gaze was so deep, like a bottomless abyss.
Sheng Qianxia could only feel her heart about to leap out of her body.
Never had she thought there would be a day when Gong Beiyao would want to know about her past experiences, looking at her like this, listening to her recounting those things she thought she'd never have the chance to tell him.
She began to take it seriously, carefully recounting her experiences during the time she left.
