Feng Xun didn't know why he threw himself in front of Ye Lingyue.
Perhaps it was just instinct.
Finally, there was a time when he could protect her, not relying on others, but on himself, to protect him.
However, Feng Xun didn't expect Ye Lingyue to be so heartbroken.
She had never shed tears in front of him, but this time, she cried so intensely.
Feng Xun felt a deep pain in his heart; he didn't want her to be sad.
Seeing her throwing herself on him, disregarding everything to save him, all Feng Xun wanted was to kiss away the tears from the corner of her eyes.
But he was a step too slow.
When Ye Lingyue bent down and pressed her lips firmly against his,
At the moment their lips met, Feng Xun's eyes stalled ever so slightly. This was not their first time being so close.
Yet unlike the last time, when he woke up from a coma, this moment Feng Xun could clearly feel Ye Lingyue's breath.
