บท 91: The Curse

Matt Long looked down at Qian Qian who was sleeping in his arms peacefully. Her slightly bruised face made his heart ache. Patting her hair, he thought of how he should explain his feelings to her. He knew his heart well. He had almost missed the opportunity to tell Jianan about his feelings. And now that he was willing to say them to Qian Qian, the fear was like a living wall between them. The biggest reason he had not feared that curse was his conscience had always been clear. But now after losing Jianan, he did not think that he would be able to withstand this. 

Closing his eyes, he sighed deeply and thought back to the past. 

Lying back against the tree, he carefully drew a sketch of the girl in front of him. Narrowing his eyes, he tried to capture the expression in her eyes and finally captured it, he drew a few last strokes and threw the sketch pad in front of her,"There? You happy? I have finally drawn what you wanted."