Qin Ruan walked up to Lin Hao, patted him on the shoulder and said gravely, "It's okay, just cherish every moment."
In his previous life, Lin Hao was expected to die prematurely. Due to a strange twist of fate, his life was extended and his body underwent peculiar changes which were, to some extent, understandable.
She had a gut feeling that the changes in Lin Hao's physique could not be reversed.
Lin Hao found Qin Ruan's words rather ominous, as if he were on his deathbed.
He swallowed, removed Qin Ruan's hand from his shoulder and his face turned somewhat pale.
"Qin Xiaowu, don't scare me. I'm faint-hearted!"
Being around Qin Ruan exposed him to sights he would rather not see, which would take more than two or three encounters to get used to.
Or perhaps even after a dozen or more episodes, he would never fully adapt.
Qin Ruan's eyes radiated a playful glint, eyebrows arching into crescents, as she jested, "If you're faint-hearted, then nobody is brave."
