Follow me (1)

She had already died once, and it wasn't easy for her to come back to life. How many months had she lived? He hadn't even done what he needed to do, so he couldn't die so easily.

Perhaps it was Rong Yan's flustered and exasperated look, or the truest side she had shown in front of Liancheng Yazhi, that made Liancheng Yazhi suddenly laugh. His laughter was a joy that she had never heard before. Then, he suddenly hugged Rong Yan tightly and kissed her hard on the lips. His forehead pressed against hers, and he murmured in a low voice, " "I'm here, how can I bear to let you die?"

His voice was soft and gentle, as if he was making a promise to his beloved.

Rong Yan's heart skipped a beat. This sentence was like a drop of water falling into her heart, quickly melting into it and causing a small ripple, but it disappeared very quickly.

Rong Yan turned her head away. I was dragged down by you. Of course, you can't let me die.