"I didn't say that."
Yuk Jian immediately denied it, pressing his fingertips against his brow, gently rubbing it a few times.
Leaving her...
That thought had never crossed his mind; even knowing about her deal with Mother Yuk, he was only angry at Mother Yuk, not at her.
He liked this girl.
He wanted to love her with his life.
"That's good then." Otherwise I'd have to do something to you with this severely injured body, which wouldn't be very harmonious.
Yuk Jian lowered his hand, suddenly raised his head, and asked word by word: "Do you need me?"
Yuk Jian's deep gaze fixed closely on her, watching the girl on the other side nod without hesitation: "I need you."
Warmth spread through Yuk Jian's heart, his blood boiling as if rushing to the extremities, he murmured: "As long as you need me, I'll always be by your side. If there comes a day when you no longer need me, I..."
Chuzheng bent slightly, pressing his hand: "I'll need you until death."
