I have braved a sea of strangers, I have lived through the seasons, I have walked through darkness—and I have finally found you, met you. I have met the small shred of goodness in my heart.
Yue Tingfeng would remember that smile on Yan Qingsi's face for all his life. It was a smile devoid of darkness, of calculatedness— she was happy simply because she was happy, she simply smiled because of him.
There was joy, delight, a sense of dependency!
This was the purest smile he had ever seen from Yan Qingsi after all this while.
Only a single thought ran through Yue Tingfeng's head. He wanted to be able to make Yan Qingsi's every smile after this day like the smile she had now, bright and pure.
Ji Mianmian instantly whipped out her handphone and took a photo of that moment. The goddess could use this photo to torture her worshipper.