But… her heart told her, don’t let go! Don’t let go of these hands that are so good at cooking noodles…
A subtle emotion was quietly growing, spreading in her heart…
From childhood, she had always been a practical person.
Except for eating, she had no romantic fantasies, let alone those profound words like “eyes are the windows to the soul”. But at this moment, she discovered that the saying about eyes containing a soul was absolutely correct.
“What’s wrong? Why are you looking at me like that?”
Still the same low, soft voice, as if he would never truly get angry. Yet throughout this day, he had been emanating an aloof aura, noble and difficult to approach.
“You… don’t want to go out and play?”
“Hmm…”
He doesn’t want to?
No! It was only at this moment that he realized how horrifying the ugly scars on his face were. Usually, he only moved around near his small noodle shop, scaring limited people. But now he realized that he might be even more eye-catching than his previous beautiful appearance, especially when beside the radiant and beautiful Shang Kexin, who was more attractive than a flower in sunlight.
“Here we go again!”
That slightly complaining voice murmured beside him, “Why are you afraid of people looking? Even if people want to look, what’s wrong with letting others see? Just don’t mind it!”
Shang Kexin interpreted his silent attitude as being concerned about others’ gazes.
He felt a hint of her resentment, her anger towards others because of him, and a slight sense of guilt for hiding something crept into his heart. Perhaps if he had come out with his true self today, she would have felt a bit better!
“This is my own doing,” he touched his cheek, speaking with a bit of emotion and some remorse.
Unexpectedly, the beautiful woman beside him suddenly stopped walking and turned to face him. “No!”
Her soft and tender hands firmly grasped his rough hands, holding them to her chest. She gazed at him seriously and directly, her clear black and white eyes looking deeply into his eyes and his heart.
