...
Love is a weightless word.
It's a term easily spouted by philanderers.
It's a tool the selfish use to bind others.
But only those who truly understand love, or are in the midst of being loved, know its weight.
Chen Yuan suddenly felt that both Jiangg Ning and Jiangg Yao seemed to be genuinely starting to pursue him. This was different from the love before—it was more delicate, gentler, like water so light it was almost weightless.
Little by little, it was seeping into his life.
During his afternoon class, he, who was always an attentive student, actually found his mind wandering. He turned his head to watch a few sparrows fluttering and chirping outside the window as they fought over a branch.
They flew back and forth—perhaps playing, perhaps truly fighting. The branch, unable to bear their weight, swayed and trembled incessantly.
Just like his heart.
...
"Are you sure she was the one who signed in?"
