Fu Chi returned to his senses, staring in near astonishment at the girl before him.
Her cheeks were translucent white, her once carefree, peach blossom eyes now gleamed with a radiant light, warming up the biting cold air.
It was as if a flicker of flame had ignited in his heart.
With a bang,
a dazzling array of fireworks exploded.
Non-stop.
"What?" His Adam's apple bobbed, his voice hoarse.
Jiang Ruan moved closer to him, tilted her chin upwards, and gently kissed his chin with her toes.
"In front of your uncle, should I hold you accountable, propose you, so your life is not just about finding your way back, do you agree?"
He was not alone.
Even in Hell, she would accompany him.
Fu Chi felt his chest suddenly filled to the brim, even his breath carried a surreal sensation, a sudden wind blurring everything around him.
Disturbing his thoughts.
All that was left was the sincere words of that girl with a beaming smile.
"Ruanruan, have you thought this through?"
