A promise made ten years ago…
Childhood memories brought a gentle smile to Ji Ruyan's lips. She gazed deeply at him and nodded earnestly, "It's still valid! But I can't leave with you now, I have some things to do. Give me one year, can you?"
"One year?"
"Yes."
"Give me a reason."
"My mother's murder!"
He looked at her deeply and suddenly asked in a soft voice, "Have you been pursuing this for the past ten years? You've had a hard time."
Upon hearing his question, Ji Ruyan was stunned for a moment, her breathing grew rapid, and her eyes welled up with tears. His words made all the suffering she endured over the years seem worthwhile.
Ever since her mother's death, she felt extremely lonely in this world, and even cold-hearted at times.
No one ever asked if she was tired or in pain, not even Senior Brother Chu Lanqian, that bastard, who only exploited the treasures from her space.
