Where did the gun come from?

Yang Haitao grabbed her hand. I'm glad too. I'm glad that she's so persistent. I'm glad that she's been pushing you into my arms all this time.

There was sadness in song Xuan's eyes, as if she had seen the result of another choice through the long years.

I can't imagine what kind of painful and torturous life I would have lived if I had insisted on choosing Zhao Mingyi.

no, " yang Haitao replied softly, " that's not possible. We're together. I'm glad we're together.

but I always feel that the trauma that another life has brought me is so real, so real that it makes me scared.

Yang Haitao quickly climbed onto her bed and hugged her. "You're just thinking too much. Go to sleep, okay? I'll hug you to sleep."

Song Xuan woke up and squinted at him. "Yang Haitao, you finally found an excuse to sleep next to me, didn't you?"

Yang Haitao chuckled. I've been seen through by Qianqian. he said.