Something was flickering in Feng Lin's eyes.
But he didn't care, he just greedily looked at the woman beside him, unwilling to even blink.
His throat tightened slightly: "I, I'm also very happy."
Gu Shengyin extended her once lustrous hands to touch Feng Lin's face: "So you must smile, Feng Lin."
"Don't feel sad, didn't we agree? We would be together for many lifetimes. I'm just taking a step ahead, I'll wait for you, in the next life, we'll be together again."
Hearing these words that sounded like a final testament, Feng Lin's emotions, which had been held steady, finally couldn't resist collapsing.
He gently held Gu Shengyin tight in his embrace.
This person was too fragile now; he didn't even dare to use too much force, afraid that she couldn't bear it and would feel pain.
In the place that Gu Shengyin couldn't see, some warm liquid fell on her cloak.
"I'm not sad, I'm not sad..." Unsure if he was trying to convince her or himself.
