Nan slightly tilted her face upward, gently tightening her grip around Wen Shu's hand.
The cool edge of her ear brushed across her palm. Wen Shu curled her fingers slightly, looking into his earnest gaze. He felt fragile and cold, like a piece of white porcelain that could shatter with the slightest touch.
So Nan had been abandoned before, no wonder he was so sensitive.
However, given his current situation, she couldn't just leave him alone.
As for his promise to stay by her side forever...
Perhaps he thought she was his sole beacon of hope amidst despair, leading to this illusion of wanting to stay with her.
She couldn't bring herself to respond...
She opened her mouth to refuse, but as she lowered her head slightly and met those glistening eyes, she couldn't voice the cold, harsh words.
Seeing her silence, Nan nervously tightened his grip, deep disappointment showing in his eyes.
