Aiden Shaw didn't hide anything, instead he openly let her see.
He changed the original text into: "Grow old together."
Just three words.
But these three words gave her a weirdly toasty feeling in her chest.
She thought of him just now, holding her hand, saying to her: "Sixteen, we'll grow old together."
Back then she thought he was still mad, so she hadn't listened all that carefully, but right now, this simple three-word line completely moved her.
She looked at him softly, a small smile hanging at the corner of her lips, and asked in a low voice: "How come you still haven't posted it?"
Aiden Shaw said, "Waiting for a specific time."
Tiana Thorne didn't really get what he meant—posting this kind of clarifying dog-food Weibo, you need to pick a time?
He glanced at his watch, patiently waiting, those dark hazel pupils holding warm starlight that could make someone sink in.
Then she saw him tap "send."
At the same moment, her phone lit up too.
