And could she bear to let him die with her?
Qiao Yiyang was dead, the antidote gone, and she would become a monster, with only three months left to live.
Rong Shaoze, what should I do, what should I actually do?
Sensing her silence, Rong Shaoze gently pushed her body away a little and met her unusual gaze.
"Xinlan, what's wrong?" he asked, holding her shoulders and frowning with concern.
Lin Xinlan shook her head and forced a smile: "It's nothing, I was just moved by your words. Rong Shaoze, do you really love me? Even if I became very, very ugly, would you still love me?"
The man couldn't help but smile, cradling her face and kissing her lips: "Silly girl, why ask such a silly question? I love you because you are you, it has nothing to do with your looks. Besides, you're not exactly a beauty right now."
Lin Xinlan panicked, she hurriedly said, "I mean, if I were so ugly that I was unbearable to look at, would you still love me?"
