Ding Mo

Back then, he was still very poor, and his mood soured after losing a competition. She secretly bought him food to eat and even made him weed the yard as a chore.
He squatted amidst the weeds, with a tragic-hero look on his face, "Look, Xunsheng, all this is the empire I have conquered for you!"
Xu Xunsheng: "Idiot."
…
Latter, he stood before millions, with the empire at his back. But the only question he wanted to ask was, "Can we keep loving each other?"
Just like back in the day, when you fell in love with a me who had nothing.

Faithful in love

Cen Ye suddenly felt as if time had slowed to a crawl. The air around him seemed to have transformed into thin threads of silk, moving imperceptibly slow, winding around him. And the girl, she was still in his arms. He could still touch her, still see her, still feel her. Something filled his eyes all of a sudden, but that feeling of helplessness, of being abandoned, crept up silently like black vines in his heart, climbing higher and higher.


Yet his tone was so relaxed, as if he hadn't noticed anything, hadn't understood anything. He lowered his head and gently kissed her on the cheek—how sweet, he thought. Where else in this lifetime could he find a woman who made even a kiss feel so sweet?


"Shengsheng," he called out softly, "I love you. I've never really loved anyone before; I just want you in this lifetime, you know that."


Xu Xunsheng covered her face with her hands.


Chapter 135 My Shengsheng (Part 3)