"We're still young, we still have so much time left… I'll use the entire rest of my long life to love you! On every stormy night, I'll stay by your side."
His voice was low, every word heavy as gold.
Yet her heart felt as if it were stuffed with cotton, thick and stifling.
A breath was trapped in her chest, unable to rise.
Did he really still have a long life ahead of him?
How many days did he have left to live?
She didn't dare think about it anymore.
If one day he found out that he died at her hands, would he still say such things?
"Why are you crying?"
He reached out and gently wiped away the tear at the corner of her eye.
She started slightly, then let out a soft laugh. "I just feel really moved, Gong Ye, you were never this good to me before."
"You ungrateful woman, I've spent a fortune on you. Tell me, is there a second woman who's enjoyed such an honor?"
His words hit her with a strong impact.
