Mingjue, I thought we were going to be cool and wildly impressive, didn't we agree on that?
So what on earth is all this emotion welling up inside me?
I don't want to be sentimental, but, sniff, I really can't help it.
Then, let's just be sentimental to the end of the world!
With a lump in my throat, I know, I've always known that if anything bad happened to me someday, my Mr. Di would surely face any hardships for me, muster all his strength for me, and spare nothing for me!
I just watched him, unable to express or suppress the excitement in my heart.
My Mr. Di, you've finally come, haven't you?
You're not riding a rainbow-colored cloud or wearing golden armor, and your face is pale, with bloodshot eyes. But why, in my eyes, do you outshine the entire universe?
Lost in a whirl of thoughts, Di Mingjue steps forward, reaching out a long arm to pull her fiercely into his embrace, so tightly that she can hardly breathe.
Emma, my Mr. Di is so passionate!