Eight years... a full eight years had passed, and not a single day had gone by without him continuing to search for her.
Nobody knew how Lu Fang, without Bai Shuang, had made it through... Without a Bai Shuang substitute by his side, he simply couldn't survive.
His heart was in so much pain that he felt like he was going to suffocate.
Another mouthful of fresh blood spurted out, and then he collapsed to the ground, unresponsive, his companions rushing him to the hospital for emergency treatment...
Li Yanchen carried Su Nuannuan to the car and placed her on the back seat.
Then he followed suit.
The driver glanced in the rearview mirror, knowing that Miss Su was drunk, and drove very slowly.
"Uncle... carry me, why won't you carry me anymore... I really like it when uncle carries me... When I was little, I saw other kids being carried on their dads' backs, lifted up onto their necks... I was so envious, so envious... So this is what it feels like to be carried by dad..."
