"What's wrong??" Tianxin asked, rubbing her nose which was starting to feel irritated.
Chen Yiran's eyes flickered, then he shook his head and said, "Nothing... Tianxin... "
"Huh??" Tianxin saw Chen Yiran turn his head, his pair of deep black eyes sparkling complexly and deeply at her. The light from the residential area behind him cast a faint halo around him. In this night, under this light, Chen Yiran, whose face clearly showed a gentle expression, somehow conveyed a serious aura.
"Tianxin, are you sure you want to be with me the rest of your life??" Chen Yiran asked, his voice deep and low, after a moment of silence.
His voice had always been deep and attractive. When he spoke with a smile, there was a faint warmth that triggered an inexplicable heartfelt warmth in the listener.
However, now, although Chen Yiran was smiling as he spoke to her, there was a trace of unconfidence and fear in his tone.