That night, the conversation between the two echoed again in her mind.
"Why do you keep staring at me?"
"I'm just wondering what your face really looks like."
"I'm very ugly."
"No, you are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen."
"But you've never even seen my face."
He then lifted the corners of his lips, "That's not important, I want you, not your face."
At that moment, it felt like warmth had descended upon the frozen earth, her heart blossomed with the warmth of spring in an instant.
...
...
He let go of her arm and drew her into his embrace.
"Gan Yuan, this time, you won't escape again!"
She just let herself be held by him, allowing him to brush away the messy hair on her face and wipe the sweat from her forehead with a towel.
Propping up on one arm, Huangfu Jue reached out to catch her left hand and brought it to his lips, gently kissing it.
"Marry me."
She lay on the bed, catching her breath.
"I won't marry."
"You have no choice."