The voice was joyful.
This stirred something faintly in Lily Smith's heart.
Kissing Sky Moore had become very familiar to Lily Smith, yet the feelings he inspired in her remained as thrilling as ever.
"Do you feel my heartbeat?" he held her tightly and whispered in her ear.
Lily Smith bit her lip gently and nodded slightly.
"I've caught the same illness as you. The exact same." He let out a soft laugh, "This illness is called 'lovesickness', only lovers can cure each other. Do you want to be cured?"
He spoke with such seriousness that it caught Lily Smith by surprise.
Seeing Lily Smith's dazed expression, Sky Moore couldn't help but chuckle softly, he leaned down and kissed her rosy lips again, with an intimate and sweet voice: "I am willing to heal you, are you willing to heal me?"
