A sweet promise (1)

If we don't see each other for a long time, Yingluo, will you still remember me the next time we meet, Yingluo?

At night.

the stars were shining, and the sky was filled with bright light.

Time seemed to have stopped when she said this.

The little monster turned around and looked at her without blinking. His heart was like the ocean, ready to stir up a storm at any time as she spoke.

The little triplets lowered their heads slightly and took a look.

his small hand was moving along the edge of the window sill, leaning over bit by bit, as if he wanted to hold her hand.

to be honest, the triplets did not understand why he would say that. how could she forget him?

When the little monster's hand leaned over, it covered her small hand. The triplets paused for a moment and then held his small hand.