Tears uncontrollably fell down.
Jing Yi reached out his hand to wipe away her tears, but paused noticeably as he lifted his hand.
She noticed, grabbing his hand: "What's wrong with your hand?"
Jing Yi smiled softly, "It's nothing, just a little injured, can't lift it high."
She threw herself into his arms, "Why did you pretend to be dead to deceive me? Do you know how desperate I was?"
Jing Yi looked at her tear-streaked face, smiling like a spring breeze, and hugged her tightly, "Xu Yuan, admit it, you've fallen in love with me."
Xu Yuan cried her heart out in his embrace.
"Does it have to be this way? I love you, Jing Yi!"
"I've been waiting for those words for many years now."
If losing an arm could earn her love, he could endure losing both.
Xu Yuan cried enough in his arms, then took his hand and placed it on her belly, "I'm pregnant, from the night you left."
A flash of ecstasy crossed Jing Yi's face, and he passionately kissed her.
