Hearing Jiang Zhiyu's emotional words, Li Yuan tenderly wiped the glistening tears from her cheeks. Even though she was crying, the two dimples that appeared when she smiled were still dazzling. In short, they were tears of happiness.
Li Yuan couldn't understand the complex emotions swirling in Jiang Zhiyu's heart. A shameless thought lingered on the tip of his tongue, but he couldn't bring himself to say it. He had no idea how to face her in the future, nor what choice she would make. He could only hold her tightly in his arms, doing his best to give her a greater sense of security.
Staring at him, Jiang Zhiyu asked coyly, "Xia Hua, are you unhappy?"
Li Yuan nodded, then shook his head and sighed. "Little Fish, I'm feeling a deep sense of guilt right now, and my heart is in agony. Can you understand that feeling?"
