港片上十亿

“Your face is bright,” he said, “like a transfiguration.”
She looked at him, questioning. He laughed pleadingly to her, laying his hands on hers. Then he kissed her fingers, then her face.
The world was all steeped in sunshine, and quite still, yet not asleep, but quivering with a kind of expectancy.
“I have never seen anything more beautiful than this,” he said. He held her hand fast all the time.
“And the water singing to itself as it runs — do you love it?” She looked at him full of love. His eyes were very dark, very bright.