One time, she asked him solemnly, do you mind if the child takes my surname from now on?
He smiled half-heartedly, An Ning, are you blaming me for not proposing to you?
She... Clearly didn't mean it.
Another time, she rarely acted coquettishly and asked him, do you love me?
He squeezed her fingers, didn't you know?
She shook her head, I don't know.
He regrets that he doesn't know, so forget it.
She...
You are the bright moonlight in my heart, melting my love for half my life. An Ning, tell me, do I love you?
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