"Do you love me?"
Love? Maybe not. If you fall in love, you should be as desperate as your mother, as worried as your master, and give up everything like Uncle Tian.
For her, he could cherish her, he could indulge her, he could protect her with his life, he could marry her only for the rest of his life, but he could not let go of his hatred for her, his late fiancée, his father, or even Lan Yuezhuang.
Looking back at Yun Ya, I saw that she had long disappeared, and then I realized that her every smile, every word and every action had been engraved in my bones.