Ye Muqian frowned slightly, "Then will you be like them?".
Wen Fengzui lay in his arms, looking at the bright moon hanging high outside the window, but there was sadness in his eyes, "No, because there is nothing worth my nostalgia there."
Ye Muqian twisted his hair around his fingertips and said aggrievedly: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to mention this..."
Wen Fengzui sat up, held Ye Muqian's face, and said seriously: "Ye Muqian, I will never leave you unless I die on the battlefield."
Ye Muqian wanted to say something else, but was stopped by him, "Even if I die, I will not leave you, because my soul has become one with yours, and I will always be with you."
The two thin lips touched each other, no need to say anything, they each understood the other's thoughts.
Purpose: Love and Peace