Gu Shiting's lips twitched slightly, a faint smile playing at the corners.
He really enjoyed watching her smile. When she smiled, a small dimple appeared on her left cheek, and her eyes shone brightly, making her incredibly adorable.
Gu Shiting felt a great sense of accomplishment.
Throughout his life, he rarely brought joy to others; people always tried desperately to please him. It wasn't until this moment that he realized that giving could be so fulfilling, far more comforting than receiving.
"You treat me so well, how should I thank you?" Sheng Tang asked.
Gu Shiting had never thought about receiving gratitude.
He worried that if he didn't ask for anything, Sheng Tang might feel bad, so he said, "Read your poem to me aloud."
Such a simple request.
Sheng Tang nodded, "Alright."
Although she hadn't specifically studied broadcasting, art shares common ground, and having been in the entertainment industry, she knew a bit about how to read aloud.
