C65 Don't Take Any of My Boy's Notes

After six or seven years, Jin Chengye treated her well bit by bit, and Yi Dong had already memorized it in his heart. How could he not feel it at all? Even if there was doubt and uncertainty in the process, the liking did not change from start to finish.

Jin Chengye raised his hand, and gently placed it on Yi Dong's heart, silently surrounding her.

"I didn't do it on purpose