It really is, whoever sins, pays the price.
Make someone cry, then end up hurting for it yourself.
"You don't have to comfort me, I know you're truly in pain." Qin Youxuan sniffed, pitifully leaning against his chest.
"It really doesn't hurt anymore." Dan Hanjie pressed the back of her head, firmly pulling her against his chest.
"Listen to me, it's all in the past. We're both doing well now. As long as you're willing, I'll stay by your side from now on."
Dan Hanjie hugged her trembling body tightly, his deep voice carrying a hint of persuasion.
"Once my foot heals, we'll go on our honeymoon again. You've always wanted to go bungee jumping—I'll go with you."
"You love spicy food—we'll eat every hot pot in Washington."
"In summer, we'll surf together. In winter, we'll watch the snow together. When the snow piles high, we'll build snowmen, and walk through the snowy fields until we grow old together…"
