Compared to the half-dead Lin Qingqian now, he still liked the quiet Lin Qingqian who would scold him at the drop of a hat.
The warmth of his palm made Lin Qingqian's cold fingers seem to have some feeling. Her curly eyelashes fluttered quickly a few times, and her tightly pursed lips moved. Her voice was difficult. "He loves me."
"What?" Her voice was very soft, so Jiang Yunshen didn't hear her clearly.
"Everyone is telling me that he's just a split personality." Lin Qingqian slowly raised her head mechanically, her eyes filled with tears as she looked at him with despair and helplessness.
"During this period of time, everyone has been telling me that he doesn't really love me. He doesn't understand love. Everything he did was an act and a lie…
But I don't believe it. How can such an affectionate gaze be fake? He disregarded his own safety and went to Yu Mountain to look for me. How can it be an act…"
