"Pretty Girl, I was wrong. I didn't mean anything else." He hurried after Pretty Girl, who had turned and was walking away quickly.
Pretty Girl stopped in her tracks once more, her gaze piercing him with a ferocious light, "If you say that to me again, I'll kill you."
"I was wrong," Tang San said with downcast eyes, a picture of contrition, yet his heart was brimming with warmth.
No matter how she treated him, he was willing to accept it in his heart. In this life, he vowed to protect her well. She had done so much for him in his past life, and his failure to protect her was a pain in his heart. Reborn into this world, if he couldn't find her, his lingering divine consciousness would follow where she went. If unable to find his reborn love, he had decided to die out of love for her.
