"Jun Zihuai, I love you. That will never change," Ziluo said with a smile.
A year later, in the garden of the Jun residence.
Yun Shumu asked,
"You risked your life for this one sentence, Jun Zihuai?"
Jun Zihuai replied,
"Yes."
Yun Shumu tilted her head.
"Why?"
Jun Zihuai smiled, and all the flowers in the courtyard withered.
"Because I love you!"
After coming back to life, little Song Ziluo forgot him,
but she never escaped him.
She was used to loving him, trusting him, and staying close to him.
"Jun Zihuai, you're no gentleman."
"I never said I was."
"Pervert! Liar! Hooligan! Hypocrite!"
Beneath the moon and wind, pear blossoms drifted down. "To hold your hand and grow old with you," he said with a smile.
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