The Confession (11)

He pushed his head lower and tried his best not to let his emotions show. When she was not looking, a single tear still escaped his control and fell gently on the cream on the cake, creating a small indent.

Su Zhinian finished the cake on his plate and placed the spoon down. Then, with his face lowered, he calmed his emotions before leaning on the chair and slowly raising his eyes to look at Song Qingchun, who sat across from him.

There was a small piece of cake left on Song Qingchun's plate. She was picking at it with her fork before she sent it into her mouth when she realized he was looking at her. She mumbled something at him, but he didn't catch it because her mouth was full with food. She munched the food and smiled to him before she swallowed the cake, took a sip of the warm milk tea, and cleared her throat. "I was saying that I'm full from the cake alone, but it'll be such a waste if we just leave these dishes untouched."