The night was quiet and serene.
Inside the room.
Ye Fan and Zi Huan sat facing each other, silent.
A vague aura filled the small room.
After a long time, Zi Huan softly spoke, "Brother Ye, my uncle just told me to make a sacrifice for our family and marry Xingtian, the strongest heir of the Xing Family, as a concubine. But I refused!"
"I already know everything!"
Ye Fan gently stroked Zi Huan's smooth blue hair, feeling a multitude of emotions.
Zi Huan had done so much for him, so much that it weighed heavily on his heart.
The debt of love is the hardest to repay!
"Brother Ye!"
Like a docile kitten, Zi Huan nestled her head against Ye Fan's chest and spoke dreamily, "Do you know, although I don't understand why you won't give me a promise or even a hint, Zi Huan doesn't regret it. Falling in love with you is the happiest thing in my life. Alive, I'm your person; dead, I'm your ghost. My heart will never betray you, unwavering till death..."
