(Twenty-six)

  He helped her carefully take the heart-shaped daisy wreath to her room and stick it on the wall above her bed with transparent glue. She tilted her head, looked at it happily and said: "Like a famous painting, so beautiful."

  He gazed at her and said, "You are as beautiful as a famous painting." Then he kissed her. The two of them stood unsteadily and fell onto the bed in extreme dizziness. She felt his hands restlessly wandering over her body, searching for the zipper behind her skirt and pulling it down. She grasped the last thread of rationality and desperately moved her mouth away from him, saying, "Don't, Ye Fan. You said you wouldn't do anything that would make me unhappy."

  He obediently stopped and buried his face in her chest for a moment, then lifted his head and stared at her eyes with pain and fervor, saying: "You, you this guy who doesn't understand anything. Just call my name at this time." She didn't move, just looking back at him with pure eyes.

  He sat her up and zipped her up, then they both sat on the bed with their backs against the large pillows she had bought from the mall, leaning against each other.

  "In the symphony, you are always so silent, but your eyes are so bright and pure. When you look at me, I feel like they're talking to me. And what they say is something I find hard to refuse." She listened quietly and happily to his confession, with a premonition that tonight he would probably talk about the other part of him that she didn't understand yet.

  "He called out to her in a voice like frost. She looked up at his eyes: 'You promised me one thing that you haven't done yet.'"

  "What?"

  "You've only called out my name but haven't said you love me."

  She sat up straight, looked into his eyes very seriously and solemnly said: "Ye Can Ran, I love you." He was stunned, didn't expect her to say it so clearly. Wanted to kiss her but facing her clean gaze felt reluctant.

  He gently pulled her back into his arms and softly said, "You silly girl, why do you have to say it so calmly that it hurts my heart?" She still said calmly, "I really love you, I've loved you since the first time I saw you." Finally, she had said it.

  He held her hand tightly and began to talk about himself.