He smiled gently while glancing at the windowsill and said, "I think the rose on the windowsill is very beautiful too. How do you think I should take responsibility for it?"
"Marry 'her'?" Her eyes were fixed on him, unblinking.
Zhan Nanjue was slightly taken aback and then said, "Forget it, I take back what I just said about 'her'."
"No, no! Why take it back? What's wrong with marrying 'her'? 'She' is so beautiful and cute, charming and radiant. Completely worthy of your responsibility."
"It's that I can't take it on." He said, "The flowers wither too quickly, the most beautiful moments are too fleeting, and I don't know how to nurture 'her' to keep her beautiful forever."
He feared that his wrong care would make 'her' wither even faster.
"Just be there when 'she' most wants your company!" Gong Shirao said.
She spoke earnestly, her eyes twinkling brightly like scattered stars.
