The two of them sat silently on the sofa, holding crystal wine glasses. With a soft clink, they touched glasses and drained their wine in a single gulp.
"Lianmei, I'm so sorry. I should have told you this sooner," Lin Kuang said apologetically, looking at Zhang Lianmei beside him.
"It's… it's okay. It's not too late now," Zhang Lianmei said, her face blushing.
"Really? If I hadn't said anything, were you planning on never telling me?" Lin Kuang asked, a hint of exasperation in his voice.
"Yes… Because… because I didn't dare. I was afraid you'd reject me. I was afraid that if you did, even seeing you again would become an impossible dream." Zhang Lianmei's beautiful eyes gazed at Lin Kuang, glistening with unshed tears that made her look utterly captivating.
"How could that be? You're so silly," Lin Kuang said, taking her small hand in his, his heart aching for her.
