Evelyn blinked while looking at him. “Why? Don’t you believe me? Are you afraid I might not cure your eyes?”
“I like being this way.” Andrew chuckled.
“Why? You even can’t see me.” Evelyn looked quite serious. “I must cure you.”
Andrew waved at her. “Come here.”
Evelyn put down the herbs in her hands and walked to him. Then she sat on his lap naturally. She had a faint scent of the herbs, which didn’t smell bad. It made his mind clear instead.
Andrew stroked her through her back to her cheek, pinching it gently. “I’m afraid you’re too ugly. I’ll be freaked out.”
Evelyn pressed her head on his shoulder. “You said you won’t mind if I was ugly. Why? Do you want to go back on your word?”
“Of course not.” Andrew’s tone suddenly became quite serious and deep. “If you were truly ugly, I’ll marry you as well.”
“If I was ugly and poor, what would you marry me for?” Evelyn looked at him. Her nose tip slightly touched his cheek. Her breath was exhaled onto his skin.
Feeling the warmth, Andrew didn’t mind it at all. Instead, he enjoyed the feeling.
He also wondered about her question. Would he marry her for her beautiful voice, knowing Chinese medicine, or being so kind?
He didn’t know the exact answer. He only knew that he enjoyed being with her a lot. Although he hadn’t seen her face yet, her voice was sweet and gentle
It was a cool breeze in the summer, gently touching his heart.
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