He went rigid for a moment. His hands even came to rest on her shoulders. But in the end, he didn't push her away. A faint, sweet warmth passed between their lips. Lin Qingping felt the tension drain from him as he began to respond. The tentative press of his lips softened, their breaths mingling, hot and close… For reasons she couldn't quite grasp, a tear escaped and traced a path down her cheek,