"From now on, always accompany me to the end and never let go of my hand so easily again,"
"I will block any rain, snow, wind, and frost for you."
Gong Beiyao looked at Sheng Qianxia's sleeping face, trembling as he kissed her forehead.
The dense scars on her body seemed imprinted on him, causing hysterical pain.
"To keep it simple forever, just a simple 'I love you' would be enough."
Hm?
A tear fell from the corner of his eye onto her brow, scalding hot, burning with despair, waiting silently to evaporate.
She seemed to sense something and furrowed her brows but didn't open her eyes, continuing to sleep peacefully.
The next day. Early morning.
Sheng Qianxia woke up to find Gong Beiyao asleep beside her bed.
Was last night not a dream? Her fingers gently touched his cheek, warm to the touch.
His features were so handsome, like an ethereal elf, coloring the years with brilliance, unforgettable at a single glance.
He was still by her side, like an unbelievable dream.
