"Giving them to you, everything is for you..." Fu Manman wiped the corners of her eyes and whispered, "Please don't leave me again... I will prepare even more and better gifts for you in the future..."
Fan Wubing's heart was about to melt. He looked at the various gifts, and from the marks left on them, he could imagine the scene of Fu Manman selecting these gifts. She traveled all over the country, standing in the dazzling markets, earnestly and carefully making her selections. Sometimes, when she couldn't find something satisfactory, she would learn to make them herself.
This was almost her only chance to relax.
She carefully hid all her emotions, like a squirrel storing food for the winter. But at this moment, she shared everything with Fan Wubing, leaving nothing behind.
Fan Wubing tilted his head, "Maybe I should just die to atone."
Fu Manman's eyes widened, and she asked excitedly, "Why!"
