Could she agree?
How could she dare to agree?
She didn't even know if she could live until the day of the wedding...
"Gong Shirao, answer me." He spoke again.
"I don't know." Shirao said.
"Gong Shirao, say you are willing!"
"I..." Shirao hesitated for a moment, then said, "Let's wait for your medical report results first."
"What does that mean? If I'm not infected with the virus, you won't agree to be with me?" Zhan Nanjue frowned at her, his voice slightly trembling.
So he had done so much, yet she still didn't plan to spend eternity with him!?
Shirao bit her lip, not knowing what to say.
If she could survive, of course it would be good. If an antidote could be developed before she left this world, she would surely be grateful.
But what if it can't?
What if it can't...
Rather than him being infected and leaving this world with her, she truly preferred dying alone.
