Love That Comes Late
It felt like the hands of her beloved, so tender, so real and warm.
Shen Zhiwei opened her eyes, only to meet Bo Yan's affectionate ones, his hand behind her ear. Her heart skipped a beat, and her face blushed. She lowered her head. Bo Yan lifted her chin so that he could look into her eyes. He whispered gently, "Weiwei, you know what? When I look at you like this, I feel like I'm the happiest man in the world." What he actually wanted to say was that he was the real Bo Yan, the man that she loved. However, he did not dare to say it for real, afraid that she would be scared and stay away from him.