Every time she spoke, he felt a pang in his heart.
Xinlan, could you please, not be so kind to me…
Rong Shaoze kissed her tenderly, a gentle kiss filled with reluctant emotions he couldn't fully grasp.
After a long time, he finally released her.
Lin Xinlan was slightly breathless, the man's hand cradling her face, their foreheads touching as he spoke in a low, hoarse voice.
"Wait for me there peacefully, once everything is resolved, I will come for you."
"Alright."
"Xinlan… if I never remember you, would you still be willing to trust and wait for me?" he suddenly asked, seemingly out of nowhere.
Lin Xinlan laughed softly and said, "Of course I would. Whether you lose your memory or not, you are Rong Shaoze. As long as you are Rong Shaoze, I will trust you and wait for you forever."
Rong Shaoze's eyes darkened, as black as ink.
His throat moved slightly, emotions swirling uncontrollably in his heart.
Her words were enough.
