After hearing this, Huang Ling didn't understand what Cheng Xichen meant.
When she turned her head and looked at his sunny yet elegant smile, she realized what he meant after a while.
She leaned on the guardrail with both hands, tilted her head, and looked at him with a smile: "A good pearl doesn't necessarily need a box to protect it."
Cheng Xichen reached out his hand.
Huang Ling lowered her eyes to see his well-articulated and beautiful hands, "What do you want?"
"I think the palm of my hand will work better than any box."
"..."
"I am willing to take good care of your pearl, but would you like to entrust it to me for safekeeping?"
When Huang Ling heard it, an indescribable emotion suddenly appeared in her heart.
Cheng Xichen was confessing his love to her, and she understood.
This kind of love with a campus flavor is enough to make people palpitate.
The lights at night made Cheng Xichen's handsome appearance even more handsome.
Huang Ling smiled, saying that her life was bitter, but it was not.
Because all the men who appeared in front of her were so handsome and had such backgrounds.
Gu Yanhao is, Mobosen is, and now even Cheng Xichen is too.
No matter whether you get the other party's sincerity or not, at least you can feed your eyes.
She smiled lightly, with a heartless taste.
But against the background of the light, it is so beautiful and so attractive to the eyes.
Cheng Xichen looked at her and pursed his lips slightly, "What are you laughing at? Don't you believe what I said?"
"Believe." Huang Ling looked directly into Cheng Xichen's dark eyes, "You fell in love with me at first sight, why didn't I believe it?"
Cheng Xichen's hand has not been withdrawn, but moved closer to her, "How? Would you like to put it in my palm?"
Huang Ling lowered her head and looked at his palm.
The long eyelashes concealed the emotions in her eyes.
Suddenly, she smiled brightly, raised her hand, and wrote on his palm with her slender index finger: Sorry.
These two words add up to a lot of strokes, she wrote slowly.
That soft touch made Cheng Xichen's heart skip a beat.
He lowered his head slightly and looked at her.
Staring at her face, at night, her face is crystal clear like silver jade, so beautiful!
He used his heart to feel the words she wrote, and the itch she gave him when writing.
He would have expected her to refuse, but when he felt the word "sorry" written by her, his heart still tightened and he was disappointed.
After finishing writing, Huang Ling raised her head, faced him with a bright and sincere smile, and said, "Cheng Xichen, thank you for your kindness. But I'm sorry, I can't experience a new relationship right now."
Her honesty made Cheng Xichen feel better.
She said that she couldn't go through it, instead of telling him directly that she still loves Maubertson.
Although it is generally impossible to accept a new relationship and forget the ex, Cheng Xichen still likes to hear such rejection from her.
Cheng Xichen raised the corners of his lips and said with a smile: "It's okay, I was too hasty. But Huang Ling, what I said to you is true. I want to be your box and hide in it when you are unhappy. Crying, when you are tired, go back to rest inside, a box that keeps you from being blown by the wind and rain. One day, you need a box, I hope you can think of me."
Huang Ling just looked at Cheng Xichen and smiled, without saying a word.
"You must feel that it will be very heavy to talk about this topic at this time. Let's not talk about it. I want to see my aunt dance. After the dance, how about we go to have supper?"