No matter the situation, he had always been calm and restrained.
But today, he seemed like a different person, a little vulnerable.
She froze for a second, then a smile slowly spread across her face. "Alright, I'll say it."
She paused, her expression turning serious. "I, Song Qingya, hereby promise that from this day forward, no matter what happens, I will never leave Fei Jin's side. Unless… I'm gone. Unless I…"
She spoke with the utmost seriousness, her eyes meeting his without wavering.
But as soon as she spoke, just as the word "die" was about to leave her lips, his palm gently covered her mouth.
"Don't talk about dying."
His voice trembled slightly, and he even sounded a little flustered. "How could you say something like that? I don't want to hear it, not even as a hypothetical."
To her, it might have been just a casual promise, but to him, it represented an unbearable outcome.
