Ling Qiong's advice, a phrase saying to follow one's heart, reminded Gu Jin of her sister, alleviating her gloomy mood.
Now, she only wanted to heal An Mingji's legs; as for the whereabouts of the soul and Seven Spirits, the time will come, and there will surely be clues.
Gu Jin pushed Duoduo aside and stepped into the cool stream water.
She walked to An Mingji, who had his eyes tightly closed, a handsome face, obedient like a child, before her.
She reached out and touched his warm cheek: "Little An—"
This call naturally couldn't elicit a response from An Mingji.
Gu Jin lowered her head, intimately touching An Mingji's nose with her own.
She called An Mingji's name repeatedly, her gentle voice overflowing with longing.
Thinking of the wolf cub still waiting outside, Gu Jin got up and left the stream water.
Before leaving, she kissed the corner of An Mingji's lips.
This was her motivation and also her reward.
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