The rain grew heavier, and after half an hour, all the guests at the observation desk had left one by one, leaving her standing alone there.
When a sudden flash of thunder appeared in the distant sky, Fang Erlan raised her head abruptly, multiple scenes suddenly flashing in her head.
"My Lord, I like you so much!"
"My Lord, you're my sky, my everything!"
"My Lord, to be able to marry you, I've used up all my luck in this lifetime."
"My Lord, I want to give birth to so many children who look like you. That way, when you're not at home, I can look at them and think of you…"
"My Lord, I don't want to die. I haven't spent enough time with you…"
"My Lord…"
Her red umbrella fell to the ground and rolled over a few times. Fang Erlan stared blanking at a bright source of light, the scenes in her head turning into a blur rapidly before fading away.
No matter how stupid she was, she seemed to have understood something.
