At least they were together, and no force could separate them. Really, it's quite nice.
Song Yansheng smiled, "Yes, it's quite nice... That's why I like this story, like the Purple Vine Flower. If, in the future, I fall in love with a woman, as long as she stays by my side, never leaving, even if the end is eternal damnation, I will never hold a grudge or dare to regret..."
Shi Nuan looked at the man's handsome face, surprised, not understanding why Song Yansheng was telling her this.
But does what he said mean that he deeply anticipates love, anticipates the feeling of falling in love with someone?
Has he already planned to forget the woman he once deeply loved in his heart?
In her heart, there was unexpectedly a trace of sigh and lament, an inexplicable sensation.
The two wandered for almost half an hour, feeling the sky darkening, before Song Yansheng took her back.
