"Why don't you turn on the light?" She asked strangely.
"I miss you." He didn't answer the question.
All of a sudden, her face turned red and her heart seemed to beat fast. At this time, Ling can only rejoice that it's still dark around. He can't see her blush.
"What about you? Do you miss me today?" His voice continued to ring in her ear, breathing spray in her neck socket, bring a crisp ~ ma.
She only felt that her whole body's attention seemed to fall on her neck. Even after she felt his breath, she would feel that his lips were so close to her ears that if she was a little closer, his lips would kiss her ears.
When she was a little distracted, suddenly, there was a slight pain in her ear. She was very excited, and then she came back to her senses. Then... Her face was even redder.
He... Bit her ear, put her earlobe into her mouth, and made her tremble slightly.
"Do you want to?" His low voice sounded again.
"I want to..." she almost replied in a trembling voice, "well, let me go first, and I'll put my bag on."
She had some unsteady breath, but felt that the current atmosphere was too ambiguous for her to breathe.
But instead of letting go, he asked, "do you love me, too?"
She is stunned, love... This kind of feeling is too deep, and does she have "love" for him now?
"I like you." Ling still took a deep breath and said it truthfully. Yes, she just likes it. Now she doesn't love him to the extent of "love".
Because the words of love, in her heart, are sacred, unique and cannot be changed easily.
She didn't want to force herself to say love against her will in front of him.
Although, her present answer may not be what he wanted.
Ling still thought that Yi Jinli might be unhappy or insist on changing her tongue after hearing her answer.
But strangely, he just held her and said in a low voice, "but... Sister, I love you. Love to think for the first time if one day will lose you, I will not know how to do? Love to think that this life, if not go down with you, it will be meaningless; love to... I can't control my own emotions... "
his voice, like the bamboo under the night wind, constantly seeped into her ears.
Ling is still in a daze. What follows is a huge shock.
What is he talking about? He said... Did he love her so much?! How could it be?!
She subconsciously wants to veto it, thinking it may be just his sweet words.
But another voice in my heart is refuting.
People like him don't care to say anything sweet at all, and he doesn't have to.
At the moment, his words, like his own feelings, a complete analysis in front of her, without any concealment.
She used to think that even if he said "love", but that kind of love is just like it. He doesn't like the "love" in his mouth, how deep and strong it will be. But now...
"don't ask you to fall in love with me right away, and don't ask you to really be open to me at once. I just ask you to like me, can you reach one tenth of my love for you? I just want you to like me a little more. " He murmured.