This is her wish, isn't it also his wish?
Beitang looked at Zhan Nanjue's determined gaze, remaining silent for a long time.
It turned out Zhan Nanjue never considered a second path. From the beginning, he had only one choice. That is, regardless of the result, he wanted to be with Gong Shirao, to marry her as his wife!!
Zhan Nanjue left.
He was still in a daze there.
He lit a cigarette, then another, smoking one after another, his throat turned hoarse, yet he didn't stop.
He didn't know how much time had passed.
Suddenly, he saw a figure approaching, looking up he realized it was Qingxue.
She saw the ground covered with cigarette butts, looked at Beitang in surprise, when she was about to speak, he suddenly pulled her into his arms, holding her tightly. The flowers she was holding in her hands fell heavily to the ground.
His jaw pressed tightly against her shoulder.
"Hey, Gong Beitang, why are you suddenly hugging me! You made the flowers in my hands fall..."
