Lu Yi laughed. It seemed that the girl in front of him was still the girl who liked to pull at the corner of his clothes to ask for sweets. She was still the little girl who called him Brother Feng and looked at him eagerly.
"Pan Noxue" he called her.
"You asked me a lot of questions at once. How do you want me to answer them?" He said with a smile.
"Does your word still count?"
"Ah, what are you talking about?"
"When I was little, did the words you wrote on the wall of my house still count? You said you wanted to marry Cheng Feng?"
"I said, if it's not too late, I'll complete the task now. I don't know if it's still over or not."
"I love you, I said, I love you."
Lu Yi, me too...
Purpose: Healing