The light from the door enveloped the two of them. The man turned his head and happened to land on the woman's lips.
The two of them crossed their necks, and under the blurry light, there was a different kind of sadness.
Mo Yangyang tightened her grip on her arm and said softly, ""Fifth Uncle, I'm really happy. I haven't been so happy in a long time. It's always been you. It's so good!"
Just when she gradually fell in love with Xie Xize, just when she wanted to register their marriage and live a good life with him.
Mo Yangyang felt as if all the barriers in her heart had disappeared in an instant when she received this news.
Fifteen years ago, when she was about to suffocate, the person who lifted her up from the water, the blurry figure, and the shout by her ear were all him…
Five years ago, when she was in a daze and unconscious, she had pounced on the man. She had always thought that she had admitted her mistake, but in fact, she had never done so.
