"Gu Yixuan, I'm Mo Ran, the Mo Ran you like. Do you really not remember? If you think carefully, you will surely remember me."
Gu Yixuan did not expect her to pull this move; his hands froze in midair, and after a moment of shock, he tried to push her away.
"Let go!"
Feeling his rejection, Mo Ran held on even tighter, "I won't let go, I will never let go in my lifetime!"
Just like he had once clung to her, refusing to let go no matter what.
Gu Yixuan, this time is it okay for me to be the one to persist? We will definitely be together.
She was so strong that Gu Yixuan's several attempts to push her away were to no avail.
With a steely expression, his voice suddenly turned cold, "If you don't let go, I will stop being polite!"
"I won't let go! Not even if I die!" Mo Ran closed her eyes and shook her head forcefully. She was still crying, but silently, without making a sound.
Her tears fell one by one onto his shirt, quickly soaking it.