"Ah Jiu, what about me? Is it wrong for me to pursue the person I like?"
Su Jiu turned around and replied, "I don't like that knife anymore. I've grown up, and my preferences have changed too. Nothing is ever set in stone."
The sparkle in the woman's eyes was clear and bright. Regardless of what she had experienced, the light in her eyes was always pure.
It was this pair of eyes that had enraptured him and impelled him to chased doggedly after her.
Xiao Lie retrieved something from the inner pocket of his robe and placed it in his palm. When the wind blew against it, the golden bell tinkled. "Look, it's been repaired and is as good as new. What about us?"
This was the birthday gift that Xiao Lie had given to her the previous year at Youzhou. When she had been ambushed by Yu Long, a sword had cut it loose, and the beads had been scattered along the edge of the cliff. Evidently, Xiao Lie had retrieved all of them.
