Captivated by You - Chapter 19

Chapter 19

THE SECULAR WORLD HAS A HUNDRED CHARMS AND A THOUSAND WORLDLY TRENDS
YOU ARE THE ONLY ONE I WOULD EVER LOVE

Just as Mo Lan stood in the kitchen and started to wash and cut the veges, she couldn’t help but sighed in her heart as fortunately she did buy enough ingredients, otherwise with so many people it would really be not enough all right.

But… there was only one Crucian carp.

Mo Lan secretly glanced at the vacuum-packed Crucian carp, and began to seriously think in her heart about how when they start to eat, how should she swiftly grab the fish eye to put into Gu Ye Mi’s bowl.

The group of them outside seemed to be playing the card game “Fight the Landlord”, the sound of giggling and happiness came through the door of the kitchen, there seemed to be a little sense of peace and calm in the absent-mindedness.

(If you’re interested in the card game)

Mo Lan pursed her lips into a smile, and continued to cook in a very good mood.

Suddenly from the outside she heard Mysterious Ink seemed to sigh unresignedly: “Ah Mi, why did you win again? And every time you win it’s not long after we started… I haven’t played enough yet.”

“Oh… you guys continue playing ba, I’ll go there and take a look.” Gu Ye Mi’s voice sounded somewhat light, low, but very clear.

“Tsk tsk, it turns out that our Mi Da can’t stop thinking about his girlfriend ah, no wonder he’s always distracted.” An Xiaoluo’s tone filled with teasing.

“The most unacceptable thing for me is that with him being so distracted he could still win two consecutive games… I simply just despise my IQ all right.” Bai Yu Luo Bo sullenly spoke immediately afterwards.

…

Mo Lan listened to the voices outside, while cutting the freshly cleaned Indian lettuce in her hand, she silently was embarrassed in her heart.

Not long after being embarassed, she then heard the kitchen door opened.

“Do you need any help?” A faint, somewhat indolent tone, with a slightly raised tone in the final syllable, indicated who it was without even needing to turn your head.

Mo Lan skillfully put the neatly cut Indian lettuce in the empty glass bowl beside her, and turned her head: “Don’t need la, I can do it alone, it wasn’t easy for everybody to get together, you go and play with them ba.”

Gu Ye Mi chuckled, not really minding he drew near, step by step, until he was beside Mo Lan.

He didn’t have a specific expression on his face, and said indifferently: “Originally… I also didn’t want them to come.” After he spoke, his line of sight dropped down by accident, and suddenly fell onto Mo Lan’s waist, then stopped.

Mo Lan somewhat blushed with a bewildered heart by his indescribably focused line of sight, she glanced at him, as she stammered and was about to open her mouth to tell him that the dishes will be ready in just a while, yet she saw Gu Ye Mi suddenly stretched out his hand, he carefully took her unintentionally loose apron and once more encircled her waist, then meticulously and attentively tied it up.

“The apron was loose.”

He spoke lowly, but the voice of nature blew and wrinkled the spring pond water just as light as the feather that fell on top of her head, it blew her whole self just like the tottering pear flower on the tree, wanting to fall but haven’t.

Her brain was a blank space, she couldn’t react at all. Mo Lan couldn’t help but lifted up her head, yet saw that that person’s eyes was as bright as a vast sky full of stars, and was just looking at her with a somewhat smiling expression.

“Gu Ye Mi…”

She unconsciously opened her mouth in a daze, she just wanted to say something, but suddenly felt the surrounding atmosphere changed all of a sudden, it became a little… strange.

She instinctively looked towards the kitchen door, the next second, sure enough she saw those people who was just a moment ago still playing Fight The Landlord in the living room were all at this very moment surrounding the kitchen door, five pairs of eyes stared at them in unison, each and every eyes enjoyed watching the bustling scene.

“Hey, we seemed to have disturbed other people’s PDA* ah?” Su Qingmo laughed, his eyes narrowed intimately.

(秀恩爱 xiù’ēn’ài – lit. elegant kind love – to make a public display of affection)

“No wonder he’s so anxious, everytime we’ve barely started then he wins, as expected playing Fight the Landlord with us can’t compare to tying the apron for his girlfriend ma….” Mysterious Ink somewhat unresignedly complained.

“Okay, okay, what are you all doing here, affecting Xiao Lan’s cooking. Later don’t let you guys eat, quickly go out go out.” An Xiaoluo cleared her throat, she straightaway assumed the position of the hostess, and instantly banished them all back to the living room.

The two people, Mo Lan and Gu Ye Mi were once again left alone in the kitchen.

It’s just… the atmosphere… was still ambiguous.

Gu Ye Mi looked at her, and suddenly blinked, he reminded her with a somewhat smiling expression: “Momo, the water in the pot seemed to be almost dry.”

“Ah?” Mo Lan recovered from his voice, and began to flusteredly add water to the pot while disdaining her own foolishness in her heart.

Gu Ye Mi beside her smiled, in a good mood he walked over to lend a hand.

In general, Mo Lan still cooked quite fast.

In less than an hour, the warm steaming and fragrant dishes began to be served on the dining table one after another.

almond junket

Seven dishes and one soup, plus Mo Lan’s best dessert almond junket, the dining table which was not considered very big was completely packed, simply just as sumptuous as the New Year’s Eve family dinner.

Everyone stared at the various kind of dishes on the dining table that still had the fragrance departing to face the danger, they stared until their eyes almost popped out*.

(直 zhí – lit. straight – (eyes expressing) desire or surprise)

Fantasy Moon Frost swallowed down her saliva while her eyes stared straight at Mo Lan: “I finally understand why Mi Da likes you so much… as expected to grasp a man’s heart, one should first grasp the man’s stomach?”

Mysterious Ink beside her heard her spoke, very annoyingly he immediately mocked: “First of all, you need to have a man.”

The sentence instantly ignited Fantasy Moon Frost, not to be outdone she answered back sarcastically: “I would rather be single, than to find a man like you!”

Mo Lan’s face filled with black lines as she listened to the conversation between them, cough, perhaps it should be called flirtatious banter*, she had yet to open her mouth to smooth things over, when An Xiaoluo saw with her own eyes that the more the fire of war burnt the more prosperous it got, she hurriedly took the initiative to change the topic: “Okay, okay, let’s eat, I’m not boasting*, but our Xiao Lan’s culinary skills is really super awesome*!”

(打情骂俏 dǎ qíng mà qiào – to tease a woman by pretending to be displeased with her, to flirt with a member of the opposite sex, to banter flirtatiously)
(护短 hù duǎn – to defend somebody (a relative, friend or oneself) despite knowing that that person is in the wrong)
(赞 zàn – (in this context) to praise, to like (an online post on FB))

The food have already been served all together, the group of people who at this time had been hungry for a long time did not care about each other to modestly decline their elder brother-friend-younger brother’s respect, they all hastily picked up their chopsticks, for fear that the others would snatch it away first.

Mo Lan watched with some anxiety as the food on the table was being snatched and emptied, her eyes unabled to restrain and floated to the crucian tofu soup that was purposely placed on the far side of the table.

Crucian carp tofu soup

En… hopefully they didn’t notice ==.

Gu Ye Mi who was sitting next to Mo Lan saw her line of sight, and glanced at the people who were eating with relish, drew near next to her ear, and lowered his voice: “Want to eat?”

“Ah…what?” Gu Ye Mi’s faint breath came through to her ear, Mo Lan ineffably blushed a little, withdrew her gaze bewilderedly, and turned her head towards him.

Gu Ye Mi smiled, and didn’t answer, he directly picked up the wooden ladle that was set aside, and started ladling the fish soup.

Everyone with their head lowered and in close contact with their food in the bowl, stared blankly at Gu Ye Mi who picked out the most delicious tender part of the crucian carp belly, even though they were entirely reluctant in their hearts, they could only swallowed their drool silently, it was simply just like tears flowing into their hearts.

Gu Ye Mi put the piece of fish meat into the soup bowl without any facial expression, first he carefully and meticulously picked out the fishbones for a while, felt that he had more or less finished picking, then pushed the bowl to the front of Mo Lan as if nothing had happened.

The group of people next to him watched these particular actions, they were simply so astonished that their eyes nearly all fell out.

The most surprising thing, was that the dependent Bai Yu Luo Bo who had not spoken a word since the start of the meal was just focused on eating.

“Ah Mi… you being like this, it makes me wonder if you’ve been possessed by an alien.” His round eyes widened as he spoke, a piece of spare ribs in his mouth, his soft and sticky unclear voice.

While Mo Lan looked at the permeating fragrant bowl of fish soup in front of her, she looked at him face to face for a while, she still lifted her head up, and courageously spoke: “Gu Ye Mi, this soup was boiled for you to drink, didn’t you worked overtime previously…”

Gu Ye Mi heard her the way she spoke, and did not deny anything too, he directly picked up the soup spoon to taste a mouthful, Mo Lan didn’t know, why she suddenly felt a little nervous that he would feel it’s not tasty.

She couldn’t help staring at his actions, watching and watching… watched until his Adam’s apple slightly moved because he was swallowing, it was obviously a very casual action, but not sure why, it suddenly made her feel… that it was terribly sexy.

“It’s very tasty, do you want to try it too?” Low, the voice brought a bit of tender coaxing and enticement, Mo Lan looked up at him, her heartbeat couldn’t help but started accelerating.

She baffledly nodded, she baffledly watched him used the same spoon from before and scooped out a spoonful of fish soup and gradually drew towards her lips, then… baffledly drank it.

(云里雾里 yún lǐ wù lǐ – amidst the clouds and mist, fig. mystified, puzzled)

The person next to her seemed to be very satisfied and smiled, then asked delightedly: “Tasty ma?”

In the quiet room, she heard her clear voice slowly rang out.

“Tasty…”

She felt the unusual quiet atmosphere, so Mo Lan continued to baffledly turned her head in the clouds and fog, but saw that all the people around her had the look of “how are you so disappointing”, thus, Mo Lan finally realised afterwards and returned to her senses.

Her own reaction just a moment ago… was simply just too humiliating, okay T^T

The meal was very lively.

After eating, the sun outside the window had set, Bai Yu Luo Bo who still had yet to play to his heart’s content suddenly acted pamperedly, and clamoured to go to KTV to sing together. It just so happened that everyone had nothing else on, even Gu Ye Mi had the seldom to come by leisure time, hence An Xiaoluo promptly and decisively phoned agogo and booked a private room.

Agogo was only about five minutes walk from Mo Lan’s house, a group of people walked on the road and chattered continuously, Mo Lan and Gu Ye Mi walked side by side right at the back of the crowd, and occasionally chatted a bit here and there.

At the moment it was already close to March, Nanjing finally had that little sign of spring returning back to earth with all living things revitalised, it was no longer so cold that it penetrated to the bone. The buds on the cypress trees on both sides of the road also began to appear, the tender and delicate greens again attempted to invade the branches. Everything… seemed to spread and extended towards the direction of warmth and beauty.

Apparently afraid that she might have felt cold, Gu Ye Mi reached out, and very naturally put Mo Lan’s right hand into the pocket of his jacket, at the same time, he covered her hand, then gripped it tightly.

She could feel the tenderness spread out from the fingertips, Mo Lan’s heartbeat couldn’t help but jumped disorderly, she secretly raised her eyes to look in front, and saw that everyone was chatting in high spirits, no one seemed to be paying attention to their movements, hence she secretly, as she felt a little guilty as a thief, turned her hand over and hold Gu Ye Mi’s left hand, in the presence of the other party’s tender look she pressed her lips together, and revealed a somewhat sweet smile.

After arriving at the KTV, and after the group confirmed their reservation, the party followed the waiter all the way to the third floor, and walked into the somewhat dusky lit private room.

As soon as Bai Yu Luo Bo entered, he immediately dominated the song stage with excitement, Mo Lan followed everyone and casually found a place to sit down on the sofa, then looked up and looked at the surroundings, looked and looked, only then to suddenly realised– that tonight, could it be that she would be able to hear with her own ears the many famous CV as well as singers from the ancient-style circle sing a song on the spot in this KTV?

Mysterious Ink, Bai Yu Luo Bo, Su Qingmo, and… Secretly Captivated.

This luxurious lineup… was exactly just gaining alright =3=

Over there after An Xiaoluo and Fantasy Moon Frost whispered into each other’s ears, they seemed to have reached some common understanding in regard to certain things, sure enough not long after, Mo Lan saw a tall waiter walked in with a carton of beer.

“Miss, these are the beer that you ordered, altogether there are 12 bottles, may I ask if you need me to help you open them?” The black collared and white clothed waiter put the carton of beer carefully on the ground, then politely spoke.

“You’re too much, why do you need to drink alcohol again, practically just bullying me with the alcohol allergy okay!” Bai Yu Luo Bo stared at the carton of beer on the ground bitterly, and couldn’t help but complained.

However Mo Lan knew very clearly, that this person An Xiaoluo, every time she gets together with her friends, she has always been a no-liquor-no-joy and not-go-home-until-drunk* kinda girl.

(不醉不归 bù zuì bù guī – idiom – le’s make a night of it!)

Just as she expected, An Xiaoluo heard the waiter’s question, and as if she was injected with chicken blood with excitement on her face she immediately urged: “Of course need to open! Hm hm, please open all 12 bottles.”

“Cousin… you also don’t have to open that many right?” Although she knew that her protest would certainly not be accepted by the other party, Mo Lan still struggled unresignedly.

As a matter of course, An Xiao disregarded her protest without consulting anyone.

Gu Ye Mi who was actually sitting next to Mo Lan tilted his head and asked: “You can’t drink?”

Mo Lian 囧, and weakly replied: “It’s not that I can’t drink… I’m just, afraid that after getting drunk…”

Cough, afraid that after getting drunk, she would do something inexplicable ==. For example… at the classmates gathering at Confucius Temple the last time.

Right up until now, Mo Lan would occasionally recall the things that happened that day, and would still recollect back over and over again in her room that night, during the time Gu Ye Mi and her were both alone, what actually happened.

She clearly remembered… at that time, somebody sat beside her, muttered gently and softly to her. That person’s voice was very low, very tender, very… moving.

But, what did she actually say?

Over here Mo Lan’s soul was still shaken, over there An Xiaoluo and them have already started a bottle per person heroically and with ten thousand fathoms* they started persuading* and drinking to a toast, the allergic to alcohol Bai Yu Luo Bo looked at them with an itchy heart, once again unable to join, without any better option he melancholicly scant happiness ran to chose a stack of songs and started singing one by one. Because there were only a small number of ancient-style songs in KTV after all, so most of the songs he chose were modern pop songs, en… there was even《The New Drunken Beauty》.

(万丈 wàn zhàng – fig. exteremely high or deep, lofty, bottomless)
(劝酒 quàn jiǔ – to urge somebody to drink alcohol)

Mo Lan listened to him sing one song after another, she totally nearly couldn’t control her hand which continuously became restless and wanted to record. Although the great majority of CVs who sang were unconditonally tone deaf and all kinds of out of tune where one can’t bear to look straight at them, however Mo Lan still need to admit, that Bai Yu Luo Bo still sang pretty well, at least, every word was in tuned.

After Bai Yu Luo Bo was tired of singing, Mysterious Ink over there who have drank until he was a little flushed with excitement promptly took over as he was unwilling to be left out, he chose《As A Flower》, as soon as he opened his mouth he gave Mo Lan a fright, his bass was tender and exquisite, his treble was clear and sonorous as well as beautiful… no wonder there was a period of time where everyone in the ancient-style circle said that the young businessman intended to produce his personal EP.

When it was time for Su Shen, not sure if it was deliberate or accidental, he chose a love song that very much fitted a confession, Evan You’s “I Can”.

“I Can” by Evan You (《我可以》Wo Ke Yi by 蔡旻佑 Tsai Min-you)

Sent, a letter without an address
This kind of emotion have a sense of distance
Whose song are you playing
What kind of mood are you in
Could you tell it to me
Rain, peacefully falling
Are you secretly crying
Happiness, it’s really not easy
Behind you there’s me loving you
I can, accompany you to see the stars
Without further explanation
I want to be together with you

Su Shen’s voice was the rare uncle attack sound in the Internet Voice Circle, normally it sounded like it could always make one feel deep and low and cautious… with a hint of a distance that could not be crossed over, but now, in the confined yellow dim private room, his voice was actually unexpectedly tender.

As for the previously always carefree and simple-minded An Xiaoluo, she was now exceptionally calm sitting on the sofa, with a tambourine in her right hand, and a bottle of beer in her left hand drinking quietly bit by bit, her pair of big eyes blinked and stared at Su Qingmo, just like a young wife.

When it came to the last part, Su Shen suddenly turned around, he faced An Xiaoluo and presented a gentle and soft until it’s so precious smile.

I don’t want to be separated from you once again
I have never thought the beauty I see each time
Is because of you

…

In the split second that no one paid attention to, Mo Lan saw, An Xiaoluo finished the last bit of beer in the bottle, then stretched out her hand, and wiped the corners of her eyes very lightly.

Suddenly felt, her heart was profoundly touched*.

(心有戚戚焉 xīn yǒu qī qī yān – heart have intimate how/where – there’s actually a Baidu article on it)

The songs were sung one by one, the beer was also emptied bottle per bottle, despite the fact that Mo Lan tried very hard to restraint, but under the repeated wheedling from everybody she followed and one could not say she did not drink much.

She could feel her cheeks already warmed up, Mo Lan couldn’t helped twisting her head to look at Gu Ye Mi, she surely saw that the other party still had an indifferent look, the exquisite appearance was still clean, distinct and aloof, with not the least bit intoxicated.

Mo Lan teared silently, this world was simply just too unfair all right… obviously just now, he still took her place and drank not a few…

At the end, when everybody had drank about enough, tired until they sang motionless, everyone finally extraorodinarily unanimously cast their sparking shiny eyes towards Gu Ye Mi who had continuously been sitting quietly beside Mo Lan.

“Mi Da, it was very difficult for everyone to get together to have fun, if you don’t produce any sound it would also be too inexcusable isn’t it?” Fantasy Moon Frost whose faced was all red looked at him expectantly, it was totally the demeanour of a little 2D fan.

“That’s right that’s right!” Not a drip of alcohol was touched, the current extremely sober Bai Yu Luo Bo also followed and butted in, “Ah Mi, you’ve never sang whenever we met up before, every time you just sit there and watch us sing, I don’t care this time, in short whatever the case may be you have to sing a song, even《Little Apple》would do.”

《Little Apple》…

Mo Lan 囧ed 囧ed and looked at Bai Yu Luo Bo’s serious face, then turned her head to look at Gu Ye Mi beside her, the other party was as before lazily and leisurely sitting on the sofa, he took a grape from the the fruit bowl on the table and stuffed it into her mouth.

O… so sweet.

Mo Lan bit the grape in her mouth while looking at him with gleaming eyes like everyone else.

Gu Ye Mi was a little helpless from her look, quite a while later, he touched her hair and compromised: “What do you want to hear?”

“Um…” Mo Lan thought for a while, then asked with some excitement, “I have been putting《Chaos》on a loop recently, do you know how to sing?”

An Xiaoluo beside her, who have already drank more or less enough, heard the title, and was immediately excited, she ran to the song desk in haste and looked for the song: “I also especially like this song, if I can hear Mi Da sing it… I could simply just die without regrets okay!”

《Chaos》was an excellent ancient-style song with a majestic and grandiose lyrics, the most popular version online at the moment was Liu Yue’s female version.

Speaking of it, she has never heard Gu Ye Mi sing female songs, what’s the matter with the current kind of indescribable expectation…

Together with the prelude, everyone in the private room who was just playing and laughing and making noise all agreed by chance* and calmed down, all quietly waited for Gu Ye Mi’s voice to echo out.

(不约而同 bù yuē’ér tóng – idiom – taking the same action without prior consultation)

Probably, as long as it was anyone in the ancient-style circle they would have this kind of tacit understanding, regardless of how noisy the scenario was, so long as that person’s voice rises, heaven and earth would quieten down in a flash.

All thoughts and heart’s intention have disappeared, the ear within the heart, it left only his voice.

《混沌》Chaos

The moon, reflected on your former home, listened to the horses’ hooves
With half a lifetime of memories
The river, may not necessarily grow old with me alone
The leaf splashed in the rain under the banyan tree
I draped the drenched woven rush raincoat over myself
Facing the distance weeping
How many foolish lovers among the chaos in the wooden figures buried with the dead
You accompany me and once again bump a goblet (have a drink)
Separation and reunion, the time where these emotions are the densest (intimate) in the world of chaos

This was originally a majestic heart-rending ancient-style song, but Gu Ye Mi unexpectedly changed the interpretation style, the singing voice was unexpectedly an empty departed soul, distinct and aloof. His voice… no matter when it was extremely entirely gentle and soft, it always had a barely audible almost distinguished hint of aloofness, the sound at this very moment, was even more like the faintly discernible immortal tone from the ninth heaven above the four seas and eight wilderness*, a virtuous gentleman, without fear of honour and disgrace, genuinely neatly left behind this era and independence.

(四海八荒 (体) sì hǎi bā huāng (tǐ) = all over the world)

Who would understand clearly, how to use my natural free and unfettered heart
Needless to say, nor who could possibly understand
Wipe the crack on the lips and unload the battle weapons
Extol praises onto you
The white horse whipped and the west wind whistled by
If I’m drunk, I will die intoxicated in the dream
Subsequently the terrifying battle drums points you to see the rainbow
This hidden troops still did not move like a string on the bow
The mountain tsunami and ten thousand arrows burst into flames
I was born in chaos
You ought to read and understand my heartache
Grasping the sharp axe desiring to split the shadows of love and hate
After dealing with the flames of war, life and death are difficult to share together
To realise only then how heavy was this love

If I’m drunk, I will die intoxicated in the dream…

Mo Lan hugged a round bolster in her hands, her whole person shrunk into the corner of the sofa, somewhat spellbound she stared at him in a daze.

Gu Ye Mi… what kind of person was he actually?

His looks were obviously distinct and aloof, but when he looked at Mo Lan, his eyes were always overflowing with tenderness until she palpitated, straightforwardly made one forget where one was, or the current day and year.

At first, she asked him why he wanted to add her as his friend, he merely said, in the future, you would know. Lastly, she asked him if an idol should treat all fans the same, he merely said, perhaps there may be many people who like me, but the person I like, is only you.

In fact, from the beginning to the end, he was a very persistent person and also… a very affectionate person. He have been continuously using his way, to approach, to guard, and to adore. Then, she didn’t even realise when it started, that person occupied the world region in her heart, other people could not see it any more.

In the microphone, Gu Ye Mi’s voice was so clean, distinct and aloof that it was purified, it was just like a snow lotus opening on the edge of the cliff of Kunlun Summit, it wasn’t pretentious, nor was it flamboyant, it bloomed quietly and leisurely in that place, but in an instant it was capable of attracting the gaze of anyone around. Listening to his voice, even made people who were breathing to also can’t help but release it gentler and gentler, for fear of disturbing him.

During the chaos of war, you got a little mud on my palm
Bewilderedly finished writing on the ruined walls together
Regarding separation, it has never been anybody’s legend
I seemed to hear you humming the village song again
In the mountains and rivers, the small town is full of wind and rain (trials and hardships)
I will drink it for you, even if I get drunk
Difficult to escape from this
The sword is like a song set to music
Just let me be your tuner
If you will, I will turn myself into flying fireworks
Breathing through the winter chill
Handing over the miscellaneous poetry at the moment of parting
Hundreds of people on the old bridge
Only me, with the rushed of thousands of thoughts
Originally a beautiful woman why sing a small life drama
Who’s behind me probing, indeed it turned out to be you
In the split second the chaos started again

The singing voice was light and as in a mist, low, but always entwined and somewhat as if there was a bit of mourning. In a short while it caused people to think of the misty rain and hazy Jiangnan in the dream, it also was like the melodious flute under the moon in the empty mountains, after all… it was imperfect.

Gu Ye Mi held the microphone in his left hand, the tall figure stood somewhat languidly and leisurely beside the screen, an originally bright face reflected the colourful neon lamp in the private room, he looked all the more bright, colourful and vivid, just like the white clothed gaudy ghost and spirits from the nether world, so beautiful it caused one to be enraptured.

After the song ended, it brilliantly startled the seated.

There were hidden tear stains in the glistening shiny eyes of Fantasy Moon Frost at present, as if she had just cried, she sniffed her nose and smiled: “I used to think that this song was very grandiose… I didn’t expect, Mi Da to sing it until it’s so touching, I listened until I cried.”

Mysterious Ink took another bottle of beer, took a sip, and said with a little sigh: “Thank goodness you’ve left the circle.”

Everyone could not helped laughing out loud.

Gu Ye Mi smiled faintly, still no change in his expression, he handed the mic over to the others, then turned around, and once more walked back to the seat next to Mo Lan and sat down.

Mo Lan turned her head and looked at him, didn’t know if it was the alcohol playing tricks, or whether his body essense was too warm, obviously just a moment ago she was still fine, but now she suddenly wanted to cry a little.

Gu Ye Mi stared at her eyes for a while, he reached out and softly pressed the corners of her red eyes, his eyes awfully tender, his voice even more tender: “What’s the matter?”

“Nothing…” Mo Lan shook her head, then looked up to meet his gaze, and said very softly, “I just feel, it seems like… I really really like you.”