In his world, there was only Hannah.
Hannah was his sun. He couldn't reach her, but he wanted to stand by her side for his entire life.
Vincent's feelings were both pure and clean.
There was nothing but sincerity in his eyes.
His words were true, and so were his promises.
However, Vincent was not just Vincent.
Hannah discarded the tissue in her hand, lightly pinched Vincent's face, then smiled faintly, "Vincent won't think this way in the future. When you see the outside world, meet others out there, you might forget me..."
"No way!" Vincent suddenly stood up, causing the stool on the ground to flip over.
He was somewhat flustered, yet the look in his eyes quickly changed, his tone was certain, "Vincent will never forget Hannah, never!"
He was like a fierce little wolf cub eager to prove himself, baring his sharp fangs, even his breath became short and rapid.
All Hannah could do was reassure him, "Vincent, you..."
"Vincent will never forget Hannah!"