His gentlest and saddest tone made Xia Xin want to hold him and tell him desperately.
"I love you!"
But, she can't, can't! She could only swallow back the tears that were about to flow, but one drop still slipped uncontrollably.
Jiang Hang let out a low sigh, stepped forward, pulled her into his arms, and kissed her on the lips.
"Don't let your heart be tied up by being moved, and don't forget your persistence!"
After saying that, he hugged her tightly again, and then kissed her deeply on her forehead. He said goodbye to her in his own unique way.
"Bless you, my love!"