An Ge looked into Bo Liang's eyes, a crimson tint seeping through them.
She tried to raise her hand to touch the man's cheek, but found she couldn't muster any strength.
Is it that after a certain point, you can't feel pain anymore?
Just like myself right now...
It seems I have grown a little fond of Bo Liang.
It took more than three years.
Confused and muddled...
Tears involuntarily slid down from An Ge's Feng Mou, dropping onto the back of Bo Liang's hand.
Bo Liang's eyes were filled with boundless coldness, freezing into ice.
"An'an..."
An Ge, hearing the man call her name, felt a bit dazed.
Am I going to die?
The man's deep voice resonated in her ears, full of dominance and arrogance.
"An Ge... your life is with me, without my permission, you are not allowed to die, got it?"
An Ge: "..."
The man's unusually domineering words echoed in her ears, carrying a sense of familiarity.
An Ge slowly closed her eyes as some images flashed rapidly through her mind.
