C75 Thoughts

"I made a mistake back then." Mu Chengyang buried his head in my hair, and I could feel his hand around my waist. It wasn't tight, but surprisingly firm. If I were my old self, I probably wouldn't have asked for anything more. Tears slipped from the corners of my eyes. Was I crying?

I reached up to touch my face, and Mu Chengyang seemed to notice something. He turned me around