Nan Qing nodded vigorously, "I know, as long as I still love Wang Yixuan, as long as Wang Yixuan still loves me, I won't give up."
The two girls talked about a lot, but in fact, they couldn't even remember what they talked about. They were both so happy chatting, as though they were letting out all the thoughts they had been accumulating for a long time.
On reflection, their friendship had lasted over four years. They had spent more than a thousand days and nights together. They had intertwined their lives to the point where each of them would be a striking mark in the life of the other.
Perhaps it was because it had been so long since either of them had heart-to-heart talks with others, Fu Han and Nan Qing talked as if they had endless things to say, non-stop.