The more Zifeng behaved like this, the more worried Ye Shu became. She tightened her grip on his fingers, her eyes filling with moisture as she looked at his face.
"Zifeng, it's not that I'm afraid of them, it's just not worth it! Gu Zuocheng has already become part of my past, but you are different..."
Ye Shu paused for a moment, then lifted her eyes. The dim light fell on her pupils, reflecting a broken, bright glow, resolute and tenacious.
"You are the only concern I have left in this world, the drive for me to keep living. If I lost you too, what meaning would my life still hold?"
"Big sis, why... why have you suddenly become so sentimental? I... I'm a bit scared..." Zifeng scratched his head incessantly, somewhat in a panic.
Their breaths, so close to each other, intertwined, making the air grow slightly restless and warm.
Ye Shu's heart pounded violently, a long-suppressed emotion surging forth.
Eventually, she couldn't hold it in and burst into tears.
