She took a deep breath.
"Ya Tianxing, I've found my faith," Mo Shangjun said softly. After a slight pause, she turned her head, smiled, and glanced at Ya Tianxing, saying, "I hope you don't ruin it."
How much I wish you well.
Wishing not to be a burden to you, but rather your support.
I've walked such a long road alone, endured all the twists and turns, and in the end, aimlessly wandered into you, only to become my ultimate destination.
You see, after all this time, three or four years, the problem that's been bothering me, unexpectedly, you solved it effortlessly within a few minutes.
Because Mo Shangjun's tone was too playful, Ya Tianxing didn't hear anything amiss, and even felt somewhat puzzled.
Faith?
Was what Lu Yang mentioned, something she had been searching for all along?
A strange feeling surged in his heart, and for a moment, Ya Tianxing wanted to ask her clearly.
