She followed the sound, looked up, and directly met his deep, obsidian-like eyes, which seemed to shimmer with fine moonlight in their depths.
A line she had once written suddenly flashed through her mind.
—Moonlight gently brushes your brows and eyes, and the tiny me in your eyes longs for you to love me.
Their eyes met, and both briefly paused.
He walked over slowly, sat down across from her, raised his eyebrows, and gave a light smile.
"Sorry, Miss Song. A surgery delayed me a bit. I'm late," he said first, his voice clear and rich.
Song Guanyu's eyes curved into crescents. She wasn't angry at all. "It's fine. Are you Ye Yansheng? Dr. Ye?"
He nodded and answered briefly, "Yes." His sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes were sharp, yet they looked at people with warmth, fitting his doctor demeanor.
A mist of condensation formed on the outside of the glass due to the iced coffee. Her fingers curled unconsciously around the cup. "You're not late. I came early." The mist formed droplets that slowly dripped onto the table, wetting a circle.
Song Guanyu looked at his face and suddenly froze, thinking, her mother's circle of friends was really formidable.
Her gaze wandered and locked on him. She didn't blink, just stared straight at Ye Yansheng's lips as they slowly opened and closed.
For some reason, she blurted out, "Dr. Ye, you're really beautiful." Not the usual 'handsome' or 'dashing'
She used the word 'beautiful.'
She remembered that this comment made Ye Yansheng, who was introducing himself, pause for a few seconds. He laughed a few times and then sincerely said, "Miss Song, you are also very beautiful, and even more adorable."
She didn't hear what he said next.
At the end of their conversation, as they were about to leave, they stood by the shop door, and he asked,
"Miss Song, what do you think of me?"
For Song Guanyu, who was only 160 cm tall, she had to look up with some difficulty to meet his eyes. He was 188 cm tall—all the info her mother had sent her included that.
The wind blew the fine hair on her forehead, and she squinted slightly. In the gradually dimming sunset glow, why did she feel dizzy?
She opened her eyes again, now level with Ye Yansheng's gaze. Her throat was dry; she had no saliva to swallow, so she just opened and closed her mouth, unsure if she made any sound.
It turned out the sunset was blocked because he had bent down, so it had darkened.
Ye Yansheng suddenly leaned closer. "Miss Song, what were you going to say?"
Her pupils contracted sharply, and she blurted out, "Ah... Dr. Ye, I'm willing." As soon as she said it, she clapped her hands over her mouth in horror, her eyes wide, making her almond eyes look even bigger and rounder, her thick lashes casting ripples on her face.
She immediately realized what nonsense she had just said. 'I'm willing'? He had asked what she thought of him, not for consent to marry!
Help! She wanted to find a hole to crawl into.
The sunset had been stolen, leaving only a faint purple-pink afterglow lingering around them. Ye Yansheng looked at the girl covering her mouth, his eyes filled with laughter. It was an indescribable feeling—he just found the girl in front of him very cute and easy to get along with.
The rustling leaves from the trees on both sides of the road filled their ears. There were few cars, only a few slowly passing by. The hems of their clothes were lifted by the gentle wind, dancing in the air. Their clothing edges occasionally touched, like a kiss.
His eyes were dark and deep. He chuckled softly: "See you at the civil affairs bureau tomorrow, Miss Song."
Their gazes met, perfectly synchronized, like a precise and harmonious connection.
At that moment, a melody came from inside the shop. Song Guanyu's ears were sharp.
Was this coincidence too perfect? It matched the song playing inside.
[The evening's remaining romantic sunset glow brought me my beloved, who rushed to meet me. They are in love now.]
Author's note:
Moonlight gently brushes your brows and eyes, and the tiny me in your eyes longs for you to love me.
I love this line so much~ So gentle.