Double Standards

The two of them went to the balcony, and the world finally quietened down—

Yi Juncheng placed his hand on the railing and looked at Sheng Yang with a smile. "I've also thought about it. If I really die one day, I hope…"

He paused, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly. "I wish you'll be the one who'll come to collect my body."

He said those words in a joking tone, but the truth could be seen from his gaze.

Yi Juncheng looked at Sheng Yang's frown and felt a little guilty. He couldn't test her further when she was angry, so he didn't say anything else.

She suddenly turned around. Bump—

His back hurt a little from the impact, but his pupils suddenly constricted. He lowered his head in a daze and saw two slender arms firmly hugging his waist. It felt so warm and real.

She was actually hugging him tightly from behind.