The sky outside was gradually brightening.
Qu Tan'er stared blankly out of the window, slowly lowering her gaze filled with Mou Hua; she wanted to be angry, to be capricious, to impulsively run out of the house. But those thoughts, she suppressed them all in an instant. Liu Qianshui said he might not have much time left... if that was true, how precious the remaining time would be.
She didn't want... didn't want to waste time being angry or willful.
She especially didn't want to be at odds with him at this moment.
As long as he was happy, as long as he was willing, anything was fine.
After all, he had only spoken a few harsh words just now...
