Shen Tang listened to his words, her heart softened beyond measure, as if wrapped in cotton candy soaked in lemon juice, both sweet and sour, nearly dissolving.
Jia Lan, since childhood, had been the privileged Mermaid Clan prince, inherently free-spirited and most disdainful of restraint. Yet for her, he willingly sacrificed the freedom of his remaining life.
Her nose tingled, throat choked, unable to speak for a moment.
She reached out to hook his long neck, gently exerting force downward, raising her head to kiss his lips.
"Tangtang..." The young man's hoarse voice was thick like honey, resembling the whispers between lovers, stirring the tips of one's heart into tremblings. He clasped the back of her head with one hand, bowing to deepen the lingering, longing kiss.
Soon, ambiguous sounds of water echoed in the air.
