Yue wrapped her up in his arms, the vulnerable small creature, his touch wasn 't clear enough, his voice was just so gentle, 'I 've got you- 'til we 're old and grey- hey- it 's okay- I love you- I 'm yours- your mine. '

Her eyes glistened with tears, Little Maomao on full display, 'you mean it? '

'Yeah, ' he wiped her cheek.

'Mine? '

'Yours, ' he kissed her hair.

'Forever? '

'Forever, ' there, she settled. Her forehead against his cheek.

' ' you sure? '