Unexpectedly, Han Lingxin spoke resolutely, "I will wait for you to come back."
"What if I never come back?"
"Then I will come to find you." She replied without hesitation, blurting it out.
Such words left Yang Fan speechless.
She didn't know what to say, nor did she know what the future would hold.
"I think you should consider my words; if I don't come back, find someone to marry."
"It's not up to you; I will decide this matter."
"Why... why are you so stubborn?"
"None of your business, it's my own affair."
Having reached this point in the conversation, Yang Fan had no choice but to remain silent.
"Alright, then take care of yourself." Having said that, Yang Fan took out a small booklet and placed it on the table, "I've finished writing 'Journey to the West,' and the story has come to an end. Take a look when you have time." With that, he turned around and left without looking back.
