Duckweed drifts wherever the water carries it; partings and reunions are never certain...
Jiang Mucheng suddenly grabbed Bai Yu's wrist and pinned it to the bed. Her seaweed-like hair spread across the pale purple sheets. Bai Yu gazed silently at him, moisture gradually clouding her eyes. Jiang Mucheng gently covered her eyes with his cool, slender fingers. Suddenly, he was afraid to meet her gaze or see the tears about to spill over. A moment later, he even felt warm liquid trickling between his fingers.
"Have you been well all these years?" Bai Yu asked slowly, her lips trembling.
"I've been fine."
"No, you haven't. I know..."
A dark, venomous man VS an indecisive heroine. Angsty with a touch of sweetness. If you little angels like the story of the heroine's best friend, please leave a comment!
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