"Xiao Qian, can you promise me something?"
"What is it?"
"Promise me first, okay?"
Luo Xiaoqian raised her face in confusion, looking into his eyes, "Zimo?"
Leng Zimo raised his hand to cradle her face, "If... I'm saying if, if I die..."
As soon as he said the word "die," Luo Xiaoqian raised her hand to cover his mouth, "Don't talk nonsense, you won't die, you definitely won't!"
Leng Zimo lifted her hand away from his mouth and gently kissed the back of her hand, "Listen to me calmly, there are always possibilities with surgery, of course, I don't want to die, but we can't avoid this assumption."
"If I say you won't, then you won't!" Luo Xiaoqian stubbornly shouted, trying to leave his embrace.
"Xiao Qian!" Leng Zimo held her body, comforting her with kisses, "Listen to me finish."
