Seeing Li Yuan holding a guitar, Xia Zhijin's heart pounded, and she waited with eager anticipation for the song he had written for her.
Li Yuan took a music sheet with lyrics from his backpack. The lyrics had been slightly modified, making it more of a confessional love song.
Handing the lyric sheet to Xia Zhijin and gently stroking her head, Li Yuan spoke affectionately, "Zhijin, I've liked you ever since I first met you at the freshman class meeting. Your every frown and smile, every single move you make, captivates me completely.
"Meeting you feels like the happiest and luckiest thing in my life.
"I may not be a perfect man, and I can't give you all of my love, but I promise I will always love you faithfully, never leave you, until death do us part.
"This song, 'A Little Fortune,' is for you. I hope you like it."
Listening to Li Yuan's words, Xia Zhijin held the colorful lyric sheet in her trembling hands. Her large, expressive eyes were filled with emotion.
