"Yue Yaya..." Yun Shangyuan suddenly widened his eyes.
Was it emotion, or pain?
His pupils flickered, as if tears were about to flow, but he had no tears.
Feng Yueya smiled faintly, stepped forward to embrace his waist, and cooed softly,
"Yuan, just let me go. Don't worry, I will definitely come back safely. If I can't make it back safely this time, then from now on I will listen to everything you say, always stay by your side, and let you protect me."
Yun Shangyuan's stiff expression noticeably softened.
Yet he still said to her with a cold face, "You still think about 'if'! If you can't come back safely, I will just..."
"You will what?" Feng Yueya pressed, mimicking his manner.
She stared at him with her bright, sparkling eyes, relentless in awaiting his next words.
