I love you.
Three tender words melted into her ears, so sweet they made her swoon.
His naturally deep and magnetic voice now resembled a melody that tugged at the strings of her heart.
In such a beautiful moment, this confession became the perfect and sweetest catalyst.
No matter the exhaustion or bitterness she felt, in this moment, she fully accepted his love.
Whether she was Mu Qianyuan or Yan Xinxin, in this lifetime, forever and always, she only wished to belong to him alone...
Her heart and her body—both pledged solely to him.
Sensing Yan Xinxin's relaxation, Mo Chuxi pressed his body down.
Her brows furrowed softly, and her arms clung tightly to him.
He couldn't help but feel pain on her behalf.
If not for that accident which tore them apart, he should have already naturally become Yan Xinxin's boyfriend long ago. They would've enjoyed a sweet and enviable young love during their school days.
He would've held her small hand all the way, caring for her as she grew.
