"Qin Mu..."
No need to say anything.
Actually... I already knew.
When I fell off the cliff and the man chose... to jump with me.
I knew then... Qin Mu had fallen in love with me.
At that moment... it was an involuntary choice... a subconscious decision, leaving no time for thought.
In the depths of his heart, I had already become equivalent to his life.
When a man equates you to his life, it means he loves you deeply... very deeply.
Mu Wan trembled as she reached out her small hand to cover the man's thin lips, truly worried that if... Qin Mu continued to speak, she would be unable to help but break into tears.
Qin Mu looked at Mu Wan, her eyes reddening as she raised her hand to cover his lips, his thin lips curled up, and he reached out his large hand to hold her small one.
"My answer is, Mu Wan... I love you."
Mu Wan: "..."
Eighty years of secret longing.
Bittersweet memories.
At this moment.
Everything has become worthwhile.
