Foolish wife, that Yin Tang, what kind of Yin Tang is she? She's probably that Phoenix who wants to harm you.
In order to force her to reveal her identity and confess her base, I had no choice but to do this, you silly girl.
In her dreams, Nianyang was always hazy, her mind a jumble of confusion, but the familiar voice that made her love, made her hate, and made her painful kept swirling around, saying repeatedly, "I love you."
It was so melodious that she was reluctant to wake up.
But come dawn, she couldn't help but open her eyes.
She felt her hand being enveloped by the man's warm, large palm.
She turned her head slightly, saw the man's closely cropped hair next to her hand, deeply asleep, never having left.
Nianyang's heart suddenly felt like it was being strongly poked by something, emitting a strong feeling of sour pain and solace.
So, those repeated declarations of love last night, weren't just her illusions?
They were so tender, so lingering, evidently unchanged.
