Luo Xiao stood up, wanting to lift her up, "Xiao Ran, it's late, time to rest."
Tong Ran suddenly raised her head, "Luo Xiao."
She called out to him.
Their eyes met, and a fire ignited in Luo Xiao's eyes. He held her hand, "I'm here."
Tong Ran asked, "Do you love me?"
The question caught him off guard, but Luo Xiao didn't hesitate for a second, "I do."
"Why?"
"No reason, I've always loved you, since we were young."
"Really?" Tong Ran's lips curled slightly, "So, do you want to marry me?"
"Yes, wouldn't it be wonderful to be my bride?"
"But I have nothing," Tong Ran looked intently into his eyes, her voice clear, "Even if I marry you, I'd still have nothing."
"Xiao Ran, you have me..."
"But you also have others," Tong Ran interrupted, hitting where it hurts, "I can't guarantee that there won't be another Meng Yao climbing into your bed."
"Impossible," Luo Xiao raised his voice sharply, "I promise, that's just..."
