The deep rumbling gradually subsided, and the silver sports car slowly stopped by the roadside.
Lu Liang pulled away Li Manli's hand covering her ears, tightly holding her small hand in his palm, soft and delicate, as gentle as boneless.
But her palm was sweating, so he took out a tissue to wipe the sweat away: "Manli, listen to me first, okay?"
Li Manli raised her head, her eyes filled with tears, her lips bitten white, trembled, and said: "Are you going to leave me?"
Lu Liang couldn't help but smile, pinching her soft cheek: "I like you so much, how could I leave you?"
"Then why are you…" Li Manli paused, her mind suddenly going blank, blinking as her tears lost their hold and flowed down her cheeks.
"There are just some things I don't want to hide from you anymore."
Lu Liang looked serious, placing her small hand over his heart: "Because there's a place for you here."
