The leaves rustle, singing for the wind.
The man in the yard stands tall and straight, with a trace of nervousness visible amidst his usually cool and aloof brow. His eyes are very dark, his lips slightly pursed.
Su Yuncheng is feeling somewhat nervous at the moment.
He knows that giving her a bicycle like this is a bit rash. He thought she would flatly refuse, thought she would perceive his special feelings for her, thought she might find his age too great... He had made countless assumptions and based on these, he had come up with all sorts of responses.
Su Yuncheng feels his body temperature climbing, his heart beating at an intensity and rate he's never experienced before.
After Lin Nianhe's initial shock, endless surprise follows.
She smiles, a very radiant smile.
