Finally At the final point, I chose to be brave and said it in front of him. Without looking into his eyes, I bowed my head and told him what had been in my mind, then could not help weeping. He replyed nothing except holding my hands, fast. That could be the most fantastic moment in my life that I would never forget. I knew clearly what he had done had none to do with love, however, his hands warmed me and saved me out from the long long anxiety of the fondness for him. That's enough.