The man on the balcony had not expected her sudden confession. He was caught off guard as if someone had pushed him, nearly tumbling out of his wheelchair. A puff of smoke choked him, no longer the calm and relaxed figure he was just moments ago.
The young girl, seeing his disheveled state from below, laughed heartily without a care in the world, then amplified her voice again, "Leng Youchen, I love you. Did you hear me?"
The man's hand pressed against the glass. Despite the choking, he couldn't bear to miss the sight of her confessing at this moment. His ears turned slightly red. That shameless girl, she could tell him she loved him in bed.
She shouted so loudly, but he liked it.
Not getting a response from him, the little one continued to shout. In the empty night air, as if carrying an echo, her voice propagated in rings, rippling through the depths of his heart, creating waves after waves of ripples.
