The atmosphere fell into silence.
It lasted for a full minute.
Then, Ah Sang spoke, her voice filled with emotion, "Brother Qin, thank you. I will always remember your words…"
"Hehe, you're welcome." Qin Hao grinned foolishly, stood up, and glanced at Ah Sang.
Without realizing it, tears had already slipped from the corner of Ah Sang's eyes.
Qin Hao was slightly startled, "Ah Sang, little sister, why are you crying!"
Instinctively, he reached out to wipe Ah Sang's tears.
The moment his hand touched Ah Sang's cheek, Qin Hao got goosebumps all over.
The sensation was incredibly exciting, but more than that, it felt familiar.
Yes, Qin Hao felt the touch of Ah Sang's cheek was very familiar.
As if he had touched it like this before.
"When exactly did I touch Ah Sang?"
As this thought emerged, Qin Hao's expression changed dramatically, screaming inside, "Could it be yesterday!"
Yesterday!
To be precise, it was early this morning.
