Guiying's confession (2)

Zixin breathed in the faint sweet scent in the air that the fluttering cherry blossoms emanated as they danced in the wind. His gaze traveled down across where the beautiful petals gently rained down in Guiying. A few of them perched themselves on top of her head.

Zixin stared at her mesmerizing figure which never failed to steal his heart beats like always.

"Your answer…?"

Guiying tremblingly nodded her head and took a small step forward. Then she took another step until she stood shoulder to shoulder with him.

She raised her head, willingly getting sucked into those precious black orbs that always only held stillness and warmth for her.