"I promised her when I was little... until she no longer needs me herself..."
In Yao Mingyue's phoenix eyes, at that moment, it was as if there were ripples being stirred up by a stone in a clear spring.
All kinds of complex emotions were woven together, and in the end, everything slowly returned to calm. But beneath the calm, there was still a deep abyss that seemed fathomless.
Only now, there was a luster in that abyss that had never been there before.
She lifted her head, and the light from the corridor fell on her cheeks, making her delicate features appear especially bright and clear beneath her moist hair.
She slowly revealed a smile, murmuring softly.
"But I will always need you..."
She took another glance through the crack of the door, then slowly turned around and left.
...
Inside the room.
"Then I'm reassured."
Liu Rushuang's hand gently pinched his cheek, her eyes filled with contentment.