Sister Sun's eyes were red as she wiped them with the back of her hand before quietly leaving the room. She sighed in the empty corridor, "Good things never come easy, good things never come easy! As long as these two are truly together, no difficulty can bring them down!"
In a muddled state, Gu Xiaoer felt she was being held so tightly that she could hardly breathe, as if she had returned to that suffocating, deadly fire. There were arms wrapped around her, using their body to ward off danger...
Suddenly awakened, her large eyes still shimmered with blurred luster.
Upon recognizing the intensely focused person beside her, she felt a surge of emotion. Unsure of where to place her hands, she started to cry with soft whimpers.
"Silly girl, why the tears? Isn't your husband perfectly fine?" Han Luoli's thumb brushed her eyes, his touch tender and caring despite the roughness.
But the more he wiped away her tears, the more they seemed to flow.
