As Yun Bilu spoke, the corners of her lips couldn't help but curl up. She felt a little anxious and confused. She wasn't like this even when she was the most nervous in the past.
She didn't know why, but she felt a little dazed.
Huang yize wasn't calm either. He kept thinking about what Gu zhengxun had said to him. Thinking about it, his heart ached.
He held Yun Bilu's hand and involuntarily tightened his grip. It was as if he would only feel better if he held her hand this way.
At that moment, Huang yize seemed to be separated from time control. It was as if he had returned to that night. Thinking about the cold seawater that night, he felt as if he was soaking in the sea.
His heart felt cold. It was as if only the warmth from Yun Bilu's hands was warm. It was his only source of warmth.
